So I’m cruising down Veterans Memorial Boulevard the other day, the morning after a fairly significant snowfall.
In my side mirror I see a vehicle approaching from behind, actually gaining on me even though I’m doing the speed limit, maybe even a little more. The car is absolutely packed with snow save for a small clear spot on the windshield that would be about where the driver could see out, that is see out straight ahead. Any kind of peripheral vision forward is impossible, because the rest of the windshield is caked in snow. In fact the whole car is caked in snow. So the only visibility for this driver is straight ahead. All other directions are a blind spot.
This guy closes on me from behind, then, needing to be somewhere, urgently I suppose, swings out to pass me. I’m doing around 60 km/hour, so this guy has to be doing at least 70, maybe 75 km/hour. Once by, he pulls back into my lane, this time in front of me, and washes my car and windshield with all the shit coming off his car, or her’s for that matter. I’ll generously give some credit here, for whoever they were, they did at least signal their lane change to merge back in front of me. Wouldn’t want a failure t signal charge on our driving resume, now would we?
Do I really need to say anything here? Are the myriad of dangers not obvious? Is this person so goddamned self-absorbed that they don’t realize what a freaking menace they are to themselves and everyone else, pedestrian or vehicular, in the near vicinity of where they happen to be driving?
Either that or they just don’t give a savoury shit. And to me, neither of those scenarios are acceptable.
Is it laziness? Maybe. Is it negligent? Sure. Dangerous? Hell yes. Stupid? You bet.
It’s snowing like crazy outside right now. Tomorrow morning will find vehicles across the region covered with 20 cm of snow. And sure as hell, these arseholes, male, female, otherwise or in between, will be back out in force, driving their vehicles by way of a small peephole that they’ve managed to carve out on their windshield, probably horribly inconvenienced by having to do that. Who knows? Maybe they’re sucking on a smoke and pounding back some coffee with the stereo blasting for good measure. And why not throw some kids into the backseat to achieve the pinnacle of idiocy.
The things that make me want to say “fuck.”
NEWSMAGRENFREW 