I don't know why, but for some reason, this entire past work week, in my daily travels I've been stuck behind people who are really hard on their brakes. I don't know if these people have bad brakes, or if they are new/bad drivers, or what the deal is. But man, I'm not even following too close and I have to slam on mine.
Practically every stop sign or red light, the person in front of me just jams on their brakes. HARD. It could be that they are like my last boyfriend and don't start slowing down until the last minute. I prefer to coast and start slowing carefully and slowly. Ya know, cuz I can't afford new brakes all the time.
That and people who are just brake happy. Maybe they just keep thinking of Happy Gilmore, tap tap tap tap. Stop it. Damn you, I don't want to see those red lights illuminate unless you have a good reason. Toodling down the road in general is no reason to keep tapping your brakes.
And one bonus dumbass.
There's two really big mini-mall shopping centers on a road nearby all the apartments here (where I live).
One morning after work, close to 8 am, most of those places aren't open, but I was going down that road, in the left lane (it's two lanes both directions) and some retard just flew out of one of the parking lots without looking, and since I've become almost psychic to other people's habbits, KNEW this asshat was going to veer into my lane without looking, so I quickly veered onto the wrong side of the road (no one was coming, thank goodness) and tooted the horn.
Look back. The asshat didn't even have a reaction on their face.
Practically every stop sign or red light, the person in front of me just jams on their brakes. HARD. It could be that they are like my last boyfriend and don't start slowing down until the last minute. I prefer to coast and start slowing carefully and slowly. Ya know, cuz I can't afford new brakes all the time.
That and people who are just brake happy. Maybe they just keep thinking of Happy Gilmore, tap tap tap tap. Stop it. Damn you, I don't want to see those red lights illuminate unless you have a good reason. Toodling down the road in general is no reason to keep tapping your brakes.
And one bonus dumbass.
There's two really big mini-mall shopping centers on a road nearby all the apartments here (where I live).
One morning after work, close to 8 am, most of those places aren't open, but I was going down that road, in the left lane (it's two lanes both directions) and some retard just flew out of one of the parking lots without looking, and since I've become almost psychic to other people's habbits, KNEW this asshat was going to veer into my lane without looking, so I quickly veered onto the wrong side of the road (no one was coming, thank goodness) and tooted the horn.
Look back. The asshat didn't even have a reaction on their face.
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