No, really, it's just whining. Or not.
Many of todays 20ish types are the most "self important without any good damn reason" folks I have ever had the misfortune of having to deal with in any way, shape, or form. Many of these types live in/are over represented in Puget Sound area larger cities. When I was a truck driver, after being in some of these towns and dealing with many people like this, I made a very logical (to me) decision to never live in the Puking Sounds area. Never. The last two days of the trip my wife and I took for our 14th anniversary have proven to me that I made one of the best decisions of my life.
If any of you folks live in PS, and you do not use your turn signal, or you know someone that never uses it, could you please start, or ask them too? It is hanging off the left side of the steering column for a reason. If you are gentle with it, it may outlast the car it's installed in, and maybe even you. Now, please, gentle reader, do not assume I am angry at
you if you are a person that never uses their turn signal, no, you would be wrong. Instead, I am angry at
everyone that does not use their turn signal, especially in heavy traffic, or especially in a situation where there is parking at the street curb.
You see, in my little but logical world, when two drivers are attempting to the one with the turn signal on should just instantly get the parking spot, no matter how well the other driver, turn signaless, is set up to back into the spot. Why? Because no one has the slightest idea what you are about to do, and after I wedge my well insured 96 Explorer behind your little fart can equiped cut suspension springs lowered danger-mobile to park in a spot that the whole world couldn't have a clue about you wanting to back into, you will not be able to intimidate me by revving your anemic little sewing machine so I will back up to let you have a parking space that I am going to have. Nope, even after you step out of the car to give me the road rage salute. Even after you call the police and lie to them, telling them I waved a gun at you so they can track me down at my hotel and search my car and room to find no such weapon, have you gained anything. Hope your parents can bail your skinny pants at the knees and flourescent lime green underwear showing ass out of jail before you become everyone's bitch and maid. In my little world, if you do this to me, I should get to take your car, return it to stack condition at your expense, and sell the damn thing to pay for my inconvenience of having to deal with someone that showered this morning, then spent 10 minutes or more to make themsleves look unshowered. People like this should not only not be allowed to drive, but should be forced to pick up litter in an entire county. Why? Because they act like this is the only thing they are qualified to do, along with driving and acting like a total asshole, for
no damn good reason at all. There is a big difference between the proverbial Silver Spoon and buying that fake chromed plastic one at the japanese car accessory store next to your trailer park.
If anything I said in the previous paragraph leads you belive that I have a prejudice against folks that have spent loads of money to make incredibly obnoxious and annoyingly loud little cars and act like they are the hottest shit in the septic tank, you would be totally correct. Congratulations! If you own one of these cars and act this way, and correctly you correctly deduced my attitude problem from reading the above paragraph, you may have enough brains to save yourself from yourself. Please do so now, won't you?
Talking to the friendly cops that were following up on the bogus call after I allowed them to search our car and room, and taking my statement to support their (now) bogus police report investigation, i told them I couldn't wait to get back to my little rural life where when folks treat you like shit, you just don't feel like doing anything about it at all. They asked me why. Easy, I said, because everyone has their guns right there on the gun rack in the back window, and their ammo on the dashboard, so you can pick your battles better. They seemed to understand.
I am happy to be back in rural Washougal, WA, where no one is gonna try to gouge me for CDN$2 for 30 minutes of parking, and the cab drivers speak english. It was a very nice vacation/exploration at first, but it's always good to be home.
Now, flame away!! I can take it, really!