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How Not To Be That Idiot Driver


I’m not much of a commuter so when I do have to drive somewhere, I pride myself on not being an idiot. I know where I am going and what freeways and exits I need to take. I know where the problems will be and when I should merge or exit.

Today, some idiot decided she needed to merge in front of me without bothering to look. She must have known she had three choices: speed up on the on ramp and cut me off, crash into me, or stay at her present speed and gently merge in behind me. As we know from my present tone that she cut me off.

Now, I didn’t blare my horn, tailgate her, or even get that upset. I just shook my head in amazement. Seriously, it was that important to get ahead of me in your Blue Tahoe? Like it made the traffic go that much faster? And don’t bother to look at me as you merge, the rest of us will gladly watch out for your vehicle this morning.

I did catch up to her as I neared my final destination and she was texting on her phone. I honestly could have cut back in front of her, slammed on my brakes, caused an accident, and gotten a new work truck out of it.

But I didn’t.

And I live to write another day without back pain!

Thanks for allowing me to vent and release.

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2 responses to “How Not To Be That Idiot Driver

  1. Eric Tonningsen March 12, 2014 at 1:31 pm

    Vent on, Kevin. I call them oblivions. For a reason.

  2. fritzdenis January 15, 2015 at 7:20 am

    I can sympathize. Just drove back to Florida from Ohio and had merry adventures in Georgia. Most involved folks driving under the speed limit in the middle lane of a three lane highway. Drivers passed them on both sides making for some breathtaking moments…Orlando has its share of kamikaze drivers too. My wife and I almost got T-boned by a woman making a right turn on red. She just pulled out and gunned her engine and was headed straight for the right side of my car. I had to slam on the brakes and swerve sideways to avoid her, but she didn’t even hesitate. I don’t think that she saw me and never knew how close she came to injuring my wife.

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