Joezeppy
Well-known member
Or the more direct title...Morons on the road.
Just spent 5 great days down in the Finger Lakes region of NY - about 3 hours from home. Had a nice ride out and back but I had to laugh (eventually) at some of the drivers we encountered on the way.
The first was on I90 (NYS Thruway) when a driver merging from an on-ramp threw her hands up in the air in disgust when I would not move over for her. Sorry, next time I'll push the guy next to me into the median so you can merge. How thoughtless of me!
Next was a driver on a 2-lane road pulling out of a restaurant. He was so determined to get in front of me, his front wheels were spinning like crazy on the wet road. I had to brake considerably to stay a good distance behind him. He then proceeded to drive 40 in a 55 zone (well, 40, then 45, then 35, then 45 again...perhaps he had already visited a few wineries. : ). He turned turn 2 whole miles later and flipped me off as I went around him.
Then in the campground, an incoming 5'er almost runs me over as I came out of the office. I get in the truck and start to move, and another whips around me parking so that I have to zig-zag throug the parking lot with about 1' of room on each side. I guess waiting the extra 12 seconds for me to move would have cut down on his vacation time too much!
What goes through driver's minds??? Oh well, we got there and back safe and sound!
Just spent 5 great days down in the Finger Lakes region of NY - about 3 hours from home. Had a nice ride out and back but I had to laugh (eventually) at some of the drivers we encountered on the way.
The first was on I90 (NYS Thruway) when a driver merging from an on-ramp threw her hands up in the air in disgust when I would not move over for her. Sorry, next time I'll push the guy next to me into the median so you can merge. How thoughtless of me!
Next was a driver on a 2-lane road pulling out of a restaurant. He was so determined to get in front of me, his front wheels were spinning like crazy on the wet road. I had to brake considerably to stay a good distance behind him. He then proceeded to drive 40 in a 55 zone (well, 40, then 45, then 35, then 45 again...perhaps he had already visited a few wineries. : ). He turned turn 2 whole miles later and flipped me off as I went around him.
Then in the campground, an incoming 5'er almost runs me over as I came out of the office. I get in the truck and start to move, and another whips around me parking so that I have to zig-zag throug the parking lot with about 1' of room on each side. I guess waiting the extra 12 seconds for me to move would have cut down on his vacation time too much!
What goes through driver's minds??? Oh well, we got there and back safe and sound!