Driving Justice
Sometimes The Cops Come Through
On my main path to work, they have now narrowed us down to one lane going each way due to the reconstruction of the bridge that spans the freeway below it. This makes the morning commute ALL wrong and causes a lot of frustration.
Sometimes, that line to go across the bridge can get quite long, maybe a
1/4 of a mile if not more. Now mind you, there are TWO lanes going towards
that bridge. One lane turns left only, the other crosses said bridge.
Invariably, some prick or prickette, EVERY morning, speeds along in the
left lane (rather than waiting like the rest of us) and cuts into "traffuck"
because obviously this person is FAR TOO GOOD to wait like the great "unwashed."
I'm back in the line where I belong, screaming "DO NOT LET THE MOFO
IN!!! DON'T YOU DO IT!" Somehow, the Traveling Assholes catch a break
from some clueless motorist.
Now, you can tell when a person honestly makes a mistake and needs to get over a lane. They're polite, they signal, they slow down, they're apologetic and grateful when let in line. Counter that with these habitual line cutters (yes, I recognize your CAR by now) who infuriate me with their narcissism.
Well, it happened. I will call it Driving Justice. Last week, this woman darted to the front of the line (left turn lane) and insisted on cutting in on the number one slot to cross the bridge. Just as she made her move and started to cross, I saw a Motorcycle Cop signal her to pull off on this side street. He NAILED her. I know I should NOT have been happy but DAMMIT, I had had enough. This was the sweetest commute I'd had to my building in FIVE years. Yippee !!!!!!!!!!
My sister says I should bake cookies and deliver them to the police station! Johnny Law finally came through and made my day. Maybe the rest of the habitual line cutters saw what happened and they'll stop their bad behavior.
Yeah, right! I can dream, can't I?
Signing Off,
The Smilin' While Drivin' Angry Lesbian
05/04/06