Why can't anyone drive?
First of all, I'm rather disappointed that no one can answer my soy questions. I guess they were taken as semi-rhetorical. I really really really would like answers to those "issues" I posted about last time.Now, on to more important things. Why the hell can't anyone drive? I mean really. I commute 33 miles to school and back. It's supposed to be a pleasant little drive down the interstate highway. Key words=supposed to be. Lately it's been a case of no one else can fucking drive. I think it has something to do with the color of my Explorer. I guess people just can't see the color purple or eggplant or whatever the hell it is. I didn't get the memo that it was "Pull Out In Front of Rusty Month." That information would have been incredibley useful to have at my disposal. For example the other day, I was almost killed. I use the phrase almost killed because when you wreck at 75 m.p.h. the only identifying means of your body are your dental records. A Student Driver from an area Technical College tried to cause a major pile up because they decided that they don't exactly know how to use a merge lane. This driver waited until the last possible moment to merge. Now, I had properly executed a maneuver to get over to make room for the on ramp traffic. However, the bitch driving the passenger van decided that she could go ahead and make a double lane merge and fly around the truck. Oops. Little did she know that there was a car going considerabley slower than the flow of traffic except for the merging truck, on the blind side of the truck. Her move and sudden braking almost caused my untimely demise as I would have destroyed them if I had not been paying attention. (It almost ruined my shorts as well but I won't go into detail about that.)
Thankfully, nothing happened and I was unscathed. Upon arriving home to my hometown of 4000 people, I was almost T-Boned by an idiot high schooler who apparently had never taken Driver's Education or missed the part about how you DON'T PULL OUT FROM A STOP SIGN ACROSS TWO LANES OF TRAFFIC. I extended my middle finger in a gesture of disgust at his poor driving, hoping he got the message.
Today it was a woman driving a U-Haul truck who A) couldn't use her turn signals, and B) when she did she didn't know how to shut the fuckers off. We passed each other a couple of times because she had no idea on how to exactly keep the same speed. I'm thinking that I should go ahead and paint my Explorer lime green or flourescent pink so people can see me coming. And don't even get me started on the butt munches that can't use a turn signal. It's there for a reason people.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not in a bad mood. I just had to sound off about that. Remember, I'm still waiting on answers about soy sauce and soy stuff. It's relaxing weekend when your cell phone doesn't ring once. I suppose I had better go get school type stuff accomplished.
posted by Rusty @ 1:13 AM
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