This past weekend, I’m running around town trying to get my errands done. I had just made a couple stops and was on my way to a 4-year-old birthday party. I’m driving along, singing to the radio, minding my own business, and then apparently the bad driving fairy hit me.
I hit my turn signal and moved over into the right turn lane. The right turn lane rolls past a gas station and has a place to turn in or out of it. This of course is right next to the turn lane.
I see a car sitting there waiting to pull out into traffic. It’s a big, light blue Caprise. The person behind the wheel is looking down and towards the passenger seat. Not paying any attention to how traffic is moving, the lights at the intersection, nothing. Because of this I naturally (although stupidly) assume that means he isn’t trying to go somewhere where is might interrupt my driving.
As I approach him, he raises his head and, without looking, pulls out right in front of me. There would have been an accident if I hadn’t slammed on the breaks. I also hit the horn to make sure that he finally noticed that there was a car driving here.
He stopped and looked up at me and was slightly startled. Then he relaxed a little, got a smile on his face…and blew me a kiss.
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