Friday, December 19, 2003

Wanna play Chicken?

The street I live on isn't all that narrow of a street.  However you add parked cars to it and it seems narrower than it really is.  And no one seems to like using their driveways for some reason.  So when driving down the street (or up the street or whatever you want to call it) sometimes you need to give the driver on the opposite side space to drive, you know, pull in between parked cars, or whatever.  But some drivers feel they own the street (interestingly enought these are people that don't live on the street!) and will not move out of the way. Most of the parked cars are on one side of the street so that is the side that should give some room right?  Wrong.  And I am getting really sick of playing "chicken" everytime I leave the house.  Some people just won't move over, ok, sometimes they do. They just move over in the WRONG direction.  There is no center line painted on the street, but if there was one, they would be crossing over it.

And yesterday.  Man.  Some fool put their leaves in the road -- not to the side of the road, but in the middle of where a lane should be.  So I pull up behind the leaves to wait for this old lady to pass me.  The woman just pulls up beside me, stops, looks at me and smiles.  She sits there for a few seconds and then pulls off.  What was she doing?  Either I stopped behind the leaves, drove through them, or I guess I could have meet her head on as she turned onto the street.  I thought I was doing what any normal person would do.  What she was doing was not what any person would do.

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