Friday, September 12, 2008

Dear Mr. Driver of the White Cadillac...

You are probably having a bad morning, like mine. So, that's what I'll chalk it up to, okay?

Really, your shiny white Cadillac doesn't look anything like an 18-wheel vehicle that requires a very wide turning radius. Perhaps you just don't quite know how to make a turn without swinging into the oncoming lane? I'm sorry that my moving up to the intersection, after I stopped fully at the "Stop Here on Red" line, to make a legal "right turn on red" disturbed you so much. Your repeated vehement pointing at a non existent sign made such a difference in my day.

It's comforting to think that you, in your shiny Cadillac, must always stop right at the sign at red lights. I'll bet you wait for the green light, never a turn on red. You also probably never speed, double park...

Oh, and while I'm at it — Lady on the phone in the SUV, end your call before you pull up to a parking gate you have no idea how to get through.

(Can this really be Friday? Sure feels like a Monday)

1 comment:

Alex Landefeld said...

Too bad it wasn't a pink coulda turned this blog post into a song!