a love letter
Dear drivers heading north on I-15 tonight, you who were indiscriminately entering and exiting the carpool lane regardless of whether or not you were crossing the double-white line, or whether or not you were cutting me off; and also you who were staying in the fast lane even though you were going well under the speed limit and then going even slower to gawk at accidents along the side of the road; and also you who have never learned how to merge so you go all the way up to where your lane ends, making you have to slam on your breaks, which makes the people traveling in the lane you are trying to get in to (a.k.a. ME) also slow down so that when you actually do decide to merge we are traveling at the same speed, and that speed also known as being stopped:
You suck.
Hugs and kisses,
Jennifer
3 comments:
Amen!!!
You mention this kind of driving on I-15 and I immediately wanted to ask if you were in So Cal! Sounds like our kind of drivers. Of course, I realize that I-15 covers a lot of territory; I was just hoping that the drivers got better going North after Las Vegas. Wishful thinking I guess.
Oh, no. Those were Salt Lake City drivers that I was annoyed with. All this time I thought it was just the Utah drivers that were so bad.
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