Monday, June 29, 2015

Driving

I don't like driving much. As a passenger it is fine. I drove a big truck for a few years, off and on. It would be okay except I can't figure out people. In kindergarten, I would observe kids pushing and shoving in line. Even then I wondered at the senslessness. The same ones in a hurry to get where they would not go sooner than later, are sent to the back of the line, like it never happened ever before, again and again. I see it on the road everyday, like so many people missed that class only not, and were sent ahead. I feel the same way, go around. I'm going over the speed limit, nearly every time, except perhaps from a start and you know which ones are ready to drive over the top, or in a parking lot. There is a difference between "fast lane" and "through way" and "15 mph over the speed limit or get out of my way". The same thing everyone knows or should have learned in drivers school, if not for safety out of respect, is to not tailgate. Everyone knows it. Some or most are oblivious, but others just make it very clear that the guy in front is wrong, and the next, and the next... They will line up, passing one by one, in back of another micro-seconds ahead, somehow in denial, blaming it on everyone else and the boss. I like riding bicycles. Share the road.