I'm writing this out of desperation, knowing my intended audience never reads these. If they can actually read. I'd love to tell them to their face just how obnoxious they are, but they're encased in tons of steel and moving just fast enough to make them unapproachable. No, I'm not talking about cars. I'm talking about trains. Namely the ones that feel it necessary to blast their horns continuously at ungodly hours. Are you warning the few people out and about that you're approaching? Or are you just being dicks, knowing there are no consequences for your actions? If it's the latter, know I'll be waiting with a dozen eggs for random trains the next time you wake me up. I'll cover your windshield, knowing you'll never be able to stop and catch me.
Just How Much Air Is In That Horn??
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