This time we had the good fucking sense to hire a car... but still.
It's 5.50pm on the Friday of a holiday weekend, so traffic is crazy, but I swear to shit the woman in the car in front has been texting non-stop for twenty minutes. YOU'RE ON A FUCKING MOTORWAY, WATCH THE FUCKING ROAD, NOT YOUR PHONE. CHRIST.
It's a good thing it's Pæs' turn in the driver's seat -- I would have rearended her out of sheer frustration by now.
Quote from: Signora Paesior on October 19, 2012, 05:49:15 AM
This time we had the good fucking sense to hire a car... but still.
It's 5.50pm on the Friday of a holiday weekend, so traffic is crazy, but I swear to shit the woman in the car in front has been texting non-stop for twenty minutes. YOU'RE ON A FUCKING MOTORWAY, WATCH THE FUCKING ROAD, NOT YOUR PHONE. CHRIST.
It's a good thing it's Pæs' turn in the driver's seat -- I would have rearended her out of sheer frustration by now.
A scenario in which the text of your avatar applies, I reckon?
Traffic blows. I gotta say, driving is one of the few situations in which I get more agitated than others might normally. It's probably because I'm more accustomed to taking public transit and if I have to take a break, I can, look around, get some buffalo wings. Otherwise I walk, in which, I can just breeze past the walking dead.
Quote from: Nephew Twiddleton on October 19, 2012, 07:33:48 AM
Quote from: Signora Paesior on October 19, 2012, 05:49:15 AM
This time we had the good fucking sense to hire a car... but still.
It's 5.50pm on the Friday of a holiday weekend, so traffic is crazy, but I swear to shit the woman in the car in front has been texting non-stop for twenty minutes. YOU'RE ON A FUCKING MOTORWAY, WATCH THE FUCKING ROAD, NOT YOUR PHONE. CHRIST.
It's a good thing it's Pæs' turn in the driver's seat -- I would have rearended her out of sheer frustration by now.
A scenario in which the text of your avatar applies, I reckon?
Traffic blows. I gotta say, driving is one of the few situations in which I get more agitated than others might normally. It's probably because I'm more accustomed to taking public transit and if I have to take a break, I can, look around, get some buffalo wings. Otherwise I walk, in which, I can just breeze past the walking dead.
Avatar is incredibly accurate.
I get some pretty severe road rage, which I'm sure is really entertaining for the people in the car with me, but also makes driving more stressful than it should be.
My sister did learn some colourful new phrasing whole driving with me, though -- my mum rang a couple of nights after she went home to ask what a "tea bagging douchecanoe" was.
I love driving. I love doing it a hell of a lot faster than I'm allowed and I love the fact that 90% of my fellow road users are hell bent on killing themselves and everyone in the immediate vicinity. Without them, driving would be a lot less fun