I’m not a happy driver. Which isn’t to say that I can’t drive, and well, if the situation calls for it. But generally? I’d rather let someone else do the driving. Half the time, when I am driving, I find myself getting annoyed and bent out of shape. Because, I’ve decided, half the world has NO idea how to drive like a normal human being.
Case in point: The twerp I was behind when driving home from the grocery store this afternoon. He was in a powder blue, very old Ford truck, wearing a cowboy hat and sporting a hound dog riding shotgun. I figured he was a country boy, and in no particular hurry. Then we had to drive through a school zone. For some inane reason, the school zone’s here in Nevada require you drive a mind-numbing 15 MPH through them. Which is bad enough, if you ask me. But this fellow was going 10 MPH. 10!! I have to ride the breaks constantly in order to get NEAR 10. K and I think the school zone speed limit should be 50 MPH. Let one of those buggers step out without looking both ways and his friends won’t be trying it anytime soon. But maybe that’s just us. ;)
That was pretty bad, but on the way to pick up my son from school, I got stuck behind some gal who was going 5!! What the freaking HECK?? Why not just get out and walk at that point?
Another big peeve I have involves the parking situation out front of the school. I’ve given up on parking in the “circle”, specifically since they’ve gotten a little Nazi about leaving cars unattended. Which doesn’t work out so well for those of us with kids in Kindergarten who have to go to the class to pick up their kids. So now I park on the street, a pretty cushy spot just in front of the crosswalk and before the bus circle. So there’s only room for one car to park there, the rest is painted red (meaning: NO NO!). However, this doesn’t deter people from trying to park in front of me when I’m sitting there. Nevermind half their vehicle is in the red zone. Their back bumper is getting friendly with my front bumper. I’m no dolt though, I just wait till they’re done parking and then start up my van and inch backwards until I feel reasonably sure I can get my van out when it comes time to leave. Because backing up after the kids are out? Not a good idea. There’s a CROSSWALK behind me. It would be terribly gauche to back up over a cluster of kids, don’t you think?
WHY do people do this?? ESPECIALLY when if they drove 10 feet forward there’s another (non-red) section of curb to park along. Are these people deliberately trying to raise my blood pressure?
Yeah, not a happy driver INDEED.
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This is me. I'm a thirtysomething stay at home mom to three kids. For years I was a stay at home mom to one kid and trying very hard to have more. It took a LONG time (ie: 6 1/2 years), but finally Liam arrived and charmed us with his blue eyes and ginormous, round head. Then we got a shock: I was pregnant again and this time it was a GIRL. Our hearts and home are full at last and now that we're done having babies, we get to relax (snort) and watch them grow (not too fast now, you hear?). Thanks for coming by, feel free to dip into my archives, read my About and History pages (just don't do Jackson's Story without tissues!) and make yourself at home.
