Monday, July 9, 2012
Get Outta My Way
Why do slow drivers annoy me so much? I'M a slower driver! But not THAT slow. Well, maybe I should describe myself as cautious. I think that is different than slow. Being cautious is more like making sure your seatbelt is on before you go, looking both ways (twice) before entering an intersection -- things like that. But I am definitely NOT slow - although I do not speed - which doesn't make me slow, only obedient to the traffic laws :)
The other night my daughter and I were behind slow people. And I mean S L O W. We were driving down Main Street (which, by the way, is extremely charming and lovely - especially in the evening). We had the misfortune of being behind a car from Oregon (and I don't mean to offend Portlanders - except if you're slow). Our little town is about 7 miles from the northwestern border of Oregon, so . . . This was a car from there - - THAT side of Oregon - - and it was being driven by a couple of older people, who were sightseeing from their car (even though I'm sure they've probably been to our town a zillion times before). Mind you, I like to look out my window at pretty and interesting things also, but when I'm in a car in the middle of a lane of traffic I actually MOVE. I do not stop in the middle of the street to oooh and aaaah while the cars behind me begin to pile up.
My daughter and I didn't go down Main Street so we could ooooh and aaaah. We went down Main Street to get from Point A to Point B. Needless to say, we were a bit annoyed with the sightseeing, slow driving, annoyingly annoying old people from Oregon! Hey! Look! There's a parking space! USE IT!!!!!! And get outta my way.