Guilford County Idiot Driver's Day
Coming into work today my wife and I realized that Guilford County must have some sort of one day a month free license to drive like a complete butt head. There can be no other explanation. One idiot driver, that's a normal commute. Two idiot drivers, that's unlucky. Three idiot drivers, that's a movement. Four idiot drivers, that's an organization. Five idiot drivers?? Five idiot drivers, that's a county sanctioned event.
Their infractions are all of the things that you have seen in a lifetime of driving, only in a single day. We had idiots cutting through dirt lots to get ahead in line. (They flipped us off when we legally pulled into traffic and they ended up behind us.) Sara says maybe I shouldn't point and laugh when they don't get what they want through cheating.
We had idiots passing on the double yellow past the "Do Not Pass" sign to pass two cars that were doing the speed limit +5mph. I guess since he was driving an 80's Chevy truck with a commercial plate and had a ahem...suntanned neck it is excused. I just wish he didn't need so much of our lane to pass us on the narrow 2 lane part of Summit. Its dirt or trading paint.
The wrong way on a one way street is always a favorite. My question is which is better, stopping and trying to perform a three point turn to get in the correct direction (stopping traffic in the process). Choosing to "Damn the Torpedoes" and drive to the next intersection. Or stop, throw it in reverse and pretend you have one of those backwards cars that only looks like it is going the wrong way on a one way street. Obviously the correct answer is to not go the wrong way on a one way street, but that is not always possible, especially if you don't know where you are.
We had tailgaters, we had lollygaggers, and the ones I hate the worst, those guys who don't know which lane they want to be in so they keep switching back and forth. I hate those guys.
Everyone reacts to them differently. Some yell and scream, some try to keep the idiot from getting what they want. Me, I like to point and laugh. Sometimes, I just make funny faces at them. I figure laughter is the best medicine. Sara says that laughter might be the best medicine, but it won't cure a gunshot wound. She's one of those who grips the steering wheel and growls complex curses at the ancestors of the offenders. To each their own I guess.