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I decided to be a nice kid and do my mom a favor and pick up her meds for her on my way home this morning, since dad's out of town for work and couldn't do it.
One of the main reasons I hate the city I work in is the people are either psychotic behind the wheel, or just INSANELY putsy. As if they have one foot perpetually on the brake, or OCD or something, if they don't ride the brake or hit it every 10 feet.
I got behind a putsy putz on the way to the pharmacy. This particular intersection always gets clogged, so the notion is that, when you get the green light, effing go already. Not this woman in a green van. She actually was tapping the brakes as we crossed the damn intersection, and all the way to the next light, where she decided to wait out the last remaining seconds of the green light, into yellow.....and now red. And great, we WON'T be getting an arrow next time.
Surely, I was right. No arrow next time, just unprotected straight green.
She unsurely putz putz putz ohhhh brake tap tap tap I don't know if I should go.....when traffic going straight had cleared, and I relentlessly followed her. I was doing my best NOT to tailgate but she kept hitting her brakes so freaking often that I'm sure it seemed I was plastered to her back end.
Unfortunately, she was also headed to the pharmacy in the mini mall. I was stuck behind her the entire damn time. I could have been a dick and just turned down a side parking aisle and just zoomed to that parking lot, but I saw the other day when a woman in a hurry at the gym did it to me and she epically failed by getting stuck, not realizing that she couldn't go down that aisle. So I just swallowed hard and followed.
Then she slams the brakes as we get to the parking lot of the pharmacy. I mean, she has to come to a complete stop and think of which way she wants to go to park. I couldn't go around her, there was no room, without taking a pole with me.
One of the main reasons I hate the city I work in is the people are either psychotic behind the wheel, or just INSANELY putsy. As if they have one foot perpetually on the brake, or OCD or something, if they don't ride the brake or hit it every 10 feet.
I got behind a putsy putz on the way to the pharmacy. This particular intersection always gets clogged, so the notion is that, when you get the green light, effing go already. Not this woman in a green van. She actually was tapping the brakes as we crossed the damn intersection, and all the way to the next light, where she decided to wait out the last remaining seconds of the green light, into yellow.....and now red. And great, we WON'T be getting an arrow next time.
Surely, I was right. No arrow next time, just unprotected straight green.
She unsurely putz putz putz ohhhh brake tap tap tap I don't know if I should go.....when traffic going straight had cleared, and I relentlessly followed her. I was doing my best NOT to tailgate but she kept hitting her brakes so freaking often that I'm sure it seemed I was plastered to her back end.
Unfortunately, she was also headed to the pharmacy in the mini mall. I was stuck behind her the entire damn time. I could have been a dick and just turned down a side parking aisle and just zoomed to that parking lot, but I saw the other day when a woman in a hurry at the gym did it to me and she epically failed by getting stuck, not realizing that she couldn't go down that aisle. So I just swallowed hard and followed.
Then she slams the brakes as we get to the parking lot of the pharmacy. I mean, she has to come to a complete stop and think of which way she wants to go to park. I couldn't go around her, there was no room, without taking a pole with me.
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