tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995876652383238082.post3886079877304172381..comments2023-08-28T05:35:23.205-07:00Comments on Crabmommy: Driving Me up the Bloody PoleCrabmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06167006707545335140noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995876652383238082.post-29396033080047146712007-04-22T14:02:00.000-07:002007-04-22T14:02:00.000-07:00What sends Mr. Ink up the bloody pole is not so mu...What sends Mr. Ink up the bloody pole is not so much the honestly stupid traffic moves, but rather those of the 'I know there are these rules, but of course they don't actually apply to ME' variety. It seems to me that this scofflaw noblese oblige is frequently exercised by drivers of the 'luxury' variety of vehicle, suggesting the notion that the cut-off point for observation of traffic laws is appoximately $50,000. For the drivers of Mercedes, BMWs, Range Rovers and other such noble breeds bothersome regulations become strictly optional. Suggested—perhaps even recommended—but never mandatory. Eye contact? Forget it! You're driving a TOYOTA!!Inky Ink Inc.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09801460274457085630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995876652383238082.post-72118840656231588482007-04-19T20:30:00.000-07:002007-04-19T20:30:00.000-07:00Mommyknows, as always you raise a good point: mayb...Mommyknows, as always you raise a good point: maybe the big diesel cowboy truckers are AFRAID to look at the Crabmommy at the stop light! And indeed the ABSOLUTE worst is when the person in the wrong becomes enraged. Sometimes I really miss the subway of my old NYC life...Crabmommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06167006707545335140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3995876652383238082.post-20753770271372227712007-04-19T17:38:00.000-07:002007-04-19T17:38:00.000-07:00Haahaa ... I have to admit, I have done the avaoid...Haahaa ... I have to admit, I have done the avaoidance thing before. I know I do it because I am afraid to look! If they give me the finger or something, I won't be sorry anymore ... just mad.<BR/><BR/>What drives me up the bloody pole it when the person in the wrong gets angry. Yesterday, I am driving home ... I have my signal light on, and I put it on early because the car behind me was following really close. I start to break, to make the turn and she nearly runs into us. She slams on the breaks and swerves (oh yeah, she is ON THE BLEEDIN" BLOODY PHONE). She came sooooo close to rear-ending us. Then get this ... she flips me the bird. <BR/><BR/>Of all the bloody CHEEK!<BR/><BR/>This is when I lapse into Trucker Lingo 101. Sorry kids :(info@thebabymarketplace.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06014741239570462225noreply@blogger.com