Drivers Shouldn't Have
to Deal with This

Row of Cars

 

There are many things that people do which clearly label them as "brain dead". Some examples:

Carts in Costo Parking Lot Drivers who find it too difficult to take their shopping carts to the cart return, leading to either parking spots people can't use, or having cars damaged by stray shopping carts. Even though these same people walk about 150-300 meters (500-1,000 feet) to do their shopping—double that while at Costco Wholesale warehouse—they find walking 15 meters (50 feet) too much to ask for when it comes to returning a shopping cart.

 Drivers who take their dog to town—just to let it sit in the car and bark at everybody who walks by in the parking lot.

 Drivers who take their dog to town—just to let it sit in the car and bake.

 Drivers who let their dog run around in the back of their pickup truck bed, where they have been known to jump off at their own will or are thrown off the back while turning a corner.

 Drivers who park their car at the side of a narrow road and open their doors all the way without first checking for cars coming from behind.

 Drivers who blindly open doors in parking lots and are too stupid to realize that they just created a dent in the car beside them.

 Dickwipes who take shopping carts from the cart return and purposely move them into the handicapped parking spots so they can’t be parked in. Yes, I've seen it happen.

 Lazy drivers who find another person in a parking spot near the store entrance who is loading groceries into his/her car. These lazy individuals then proceed to block traffic for about two or three minutes while they wait for the other person to load their groceries, put away the shopping cart, and finally drive away. All this happens because some people are too lazy to park and walk an extra 30 meters (100 feet) away from the entrance, where there are plenty of free parking spots. They are also too dense to realize that they'll be saving time by parking in the free spot farther away from the store and walking from there. ("Noooo! I don't want to wear out my legs!" these people say.)

 Drivers who slow down on the freeway to gawk at the scenery and, as a result, cause huge traffic backlogs. The main attractions: an abandoned car, a mattress at the side of the road, or perhaps a traffic sign being erected on the other side of the freeway!

 Hitchhikers who wait on the paved shoulder near the end of freeway merge-on lanes. Reason is that when merging onto the freeway, sometimes you're forced to drive on the paved shoulder for a bit because traffic is so heavy, and the last thing I'm expecting when checking my mirrors and over my shoulder is someone standing on the road in front of me. Gee, I try to look out for you people, but your luck may someday just run out.

 Pedestrians who start crossing the road at a crosswalk, assuming that they are seen by oncoming drivers and will stop. These people are extra annoying when they wear dark-coloured clothes at night.

 Pedestrians who think that since they have the right of way, they can blindly walk into traffic; if they get hit, it's automatically the driver's fault. Reality check: it doesn't matter if you had the right of way when you were hit by the car—either way, you're dead.

 Every driver knows that when trying to make a right turn at an intersection, you look to the left for oncoming traffic. When there is no traffic approaching from the left, you complete your right hand turn. But the last thing a driver is expecting is a pedestrian from the right who blindly steps off the sidewalk in front of your car. Whenever I'm the pedestrian in this example, I walk behind the car as to avoid annoying the driver and being flattened.

 Even though there is a sidewalk on the other side of the road, there are the pedestrians who choose to walk on the pavement along the curb on a narrow-laned, busy road so drivers have to swerve to avoid them.

 People who let their dogs roam free in urban/residential areas. There have been two occasions at night just three weeks apart where a large black poodle on my street ran across the street to relieve itself on the lawn on the other side. If I was 30 meters (100 feet) ahead, it would have been killed.

 Stupid 13-year-old boys who try to prove their manhood by changing the side of the road that they are riding their bike on. There's nothing overly wrong with this, except when it's at night and they are crossing in between cars following each other less than 15 meters (50 feet) apart (Saw it happen).

 People who try to save a few bucks by towing a disabled vehicle with merely a pickup truck and a chain. I couldn't believe my eyes when I got a brief glimpse of someone actually hooking up two vehicles in this fashion at the side of the freeway at night! There isn't much of a problem—until you get to the downward portion of this thing commonly referred to as a "hill", or have to do this thing called "stop"! It's scary to think what could go wrong: the towed vehicle unexpectedly swerved out of control, essentially making a five-ton, two-vehicle nunchuck, and wrapping around an innocent vehicle in another lane. Oh, great.

 

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