To the driver behind me who let me know you were pissed that I had the nerve to stop at a marked pedestrian/bike crossing to let someone legally cross the street: How’s your blood pressure? In the rearview mirror, I saw you scowling and shaking your head, mouthing “GODDAMMIT,” and then even honking your displeasure. I wish you were a cartoon so I could have seen steam shoot out of your ears.
It’s not like I just slammed on my brakes. I was paying attention to what was ahead of me and slowed down to a nice controlled stop. If you were following me at a reasonable distance instead of riding right on my tail (on a 30 MPH street!), you’d have been able to stop easily too, no problem, instead of having to slam *your* brakes.
If your drink splashed on you, it’s your fault. If you were gonna be late to your important meeting, you should have left five minutes earlier. If your heart rate rises when this happens, see your doctor. Don’t blame those of us who actually follow traffic rules and want to live in a civilized city.
Install rose-colored rearview-mirror glass, next time it’ll look like he’s smiling pleasantly and calling out “GOODDAYTOYOUSIR.”
Awesome, keep these posts coming!!!! I can’t wait to hear about the asshole who rolls their eyes and lets out a “da fuck?” when they fail to make the next stop light.
IA, you bastard!!! How could you obey the traffic laws? I hope you were at least texting.
Oh, the wondrous experience of seeing Oregonian entitlement on full display. Just wait till the cut you off causing an accident which they then blame you for.
Let them hang from their own petard. That’s the right attitude, but you just couldn’t be satisfied with that. You just had to dash over here to tell us about it.
Well, that’s kinda what this is for…
But anyway anonie, hear hear. You want to see some “entitlement?” Leave Portland. Come to Columbia County, where every asshole somehow affords massive pickups, and they all tailgate, even if there’s really, honestly no place where the car ahead of them could go. It’s amazing, the confluence of stupidity and childishness. Mixed with, y’know, machines that could kill you.
Yeah, that spot right south of burgerville on 11th has the pedestrian crossing for people coming out of Ladds’s addition and cars come barreling across Hawthorne to make the light. Sometimes people are so far up your ass its scary to stop for the peds. Tailgating is for high bp and dicks who like to drive up insurance premiums.
If you were stopping for a pedestrian, as required by law, then good for you.
If you were stopping for a cyclist, then you are a dumbass giving up the Right Of Way and fucking up traffic.
I almost thought this was me, but there was no marked crosswalk. I felt bad for the ped, but let me tell you why I was so pissed. Just moments before, I was trying to turn left onto bybee, always a clusterfuck (more on that later) there you are, approaching the intersection, and I was thinking, I know this fuckface is gonna turn right. But I am really chill at this intersection, never want to peel out just to make a left. And still you approach, slower and slower, then ten feet before the light you signal to go right. Yay, you have excercised your right of way. But if you had turned on your motherfucking signal at a more proper time, I would have made my turn aeons before, then I would have been happily on my way, and you could have decided to bring rush hour to a halt for some lady on the corner that I didn’t even see. But instead, I was irate already, and behind you, and I didn’t even see the lady, and I thought you were randomly turning without a signal again. So, I’m sorry lady, it was all a mix up, I would have stopped for you. Problem was I was doubly irate, because the last time I was in that intersection, some idiotic biker decided to cross the street in the middle of the night, while I was in motion making a right turn, again waiting for some moron to come down the street at 10 mph. Sorry everybody, fuck all y’all. I love white people and all my friends are white, but it is always a white, educated person choosing which laws to follow, then telling me which laws to follow. You are not god, I have a perfect driving record. Everybody should look out for each other and obey physics and common sense, not holy entitlement.