Posted by Fat Boy on February 25, 03 at 12:26:35:
In Reply to: Fatboy, anybody ever suggested you might have control issues? posted by OnBelay on February 25, 03 at 05:28:14:
People who wait... and wait... and wait... for that parking spot at the front of the isle to open up. For goodness sake, would it have killed you to walk three more car lengths?
People using somebody elses tag to park in the handicap spot. At least gimp it into the store so it looks like you need the spot!
High beams in my rearview mirror. I've thought about chroming my cargo doors.
People who insist on going through the intersection, even though they can't make it all the way through, getting stuck in the intersection when the light changes, cutting off crossing traffic for the duration of their turn.
People who don't comprehend the meaning of a yield sign.
Small car owners that think just because their car will fit between yours and the one in front of you, that they are safe to merge in there.
Loud stereos. If I wanted to hear the cr@p you're listening too, I'd ride with you. I don't.
Cars that all the tailights go out when they hit the brakes. If you don't know how to wire it, don't try.
Lifted 4x4s with no mud on them.
4x4s lifted high enough to park under... There's an accident waiting to happen.
Lowriders that have to slow to three miles an hour to negotiate speed bumps.
People who park (unattended) directly in front of the doors of WalMart (or in the fire lane) because they're "just going to be in there for a second".
People who don't stop for pedestrians exiting a store.
Pedestrians that think they're safe because the other guy is "supposed" to stop.
Motorcyclists who dart through traffic (I've even been passed on the shoulder at 90+).
Motorcyclists who come screaming up from behind at 100+, then cut over to pass on the right at the last minute. Then flip you the bird because you were trying to get out of their way and almost ran over them.
Big trucks that don't signal "thanks" after geting the signal it was safe to merge into your lane.
Poeple who don't pull over for police/ambulances/fire trucks. I hope they were trying to get to your house.
I gotta get back to work. To be continued...
Fat Boy