I'm so tired of the Port Authority buses doing whatever the hell they want on the roads. Constantly running red lights, pulling out in front of people, not using turn signals, etc. While I'm all for mass transit, these people need to follow the rules just like everyone else. Your union should not protect your license when you drive like an asshole.
I get really mean and judgey when I am driving, I'm not sure why, but I really cannot stand those stickers on the back of people's cars that read, "Back off, I'm in a bad mood today...." or some other stupid shit. You have no idea how badly that makes me want to ride their ass. Especially when it's a hybrid driver going 10 miles under the speed limit.
Andrea has a couple peeves this week:
Why are my feet all of a sudden touching the footboard on my bed? Have I suddenly grown? I don't think so. All my clothes still fit fine. Dammit, now I have to start looking for another bed without a footboard.
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To All The RV Drivers:
Please don't pull Prius' behind you. You are not fooling anyone into thinking you are looking out for the enviroment. It also does not mean you get to feel better about driving and RV. Good lookin out dude.
Thanks.
Amy M. has a peeve:
If you choose to be a smoker, fine. But when you choose to smoke on the playground where my children are playing? Not fine. Seriously, who consciously lights up around kids? Oh yeah, you actually do - unfortunately, you have kids of your own.
-Amy M., the adamant anti-smoker**No offense to any Peevery peevers or readers who smoke. I know YOU do not light up around kids...
Erin has a peeve:
Strap Me DownHere in the South, women are still wearing spaghetti strap tank tops with their bra straps showing. Ladies, they make this garment called the STRAPLESS bra so we don't have to see your regular bra straps. It looks trashy. Oh, and the bras with the "clear" straps? We can still see them!
I'm shamelessly copying Jen#43529802:
1. I took my car in today for her 30k checkup. The pricelist said this will cost me $549.00. What a rip-off.
2. I walked in from having a smoke and my shoe broke, rendering it COMPLETELY unwearable. I walked barefoot to and from a meeting, anticipating my AVP around every corner.
3. The dealership called and says I need two new tires. Their price? $540. They aren't sure if any of this is covered under my tire/hubcap warranty, since that was purchased at a different inventory. Not exactly sure why that matters...
4. I am dating a boy who lives in what is seriously the hardest place to get to. (Notice I didn't say literally?) While I like the dude a lot, it kills me to pay $500 to spend a couple days with him.
5. I ordered new contacts yesterday. Why? Because I lost one, and it made more sense to get two new (with updated prescriptions and new can-be-slept-in material) than just one.
6. I am relatively certain that I left the ground turkey that was going to be tonight's dinner, on the counter last night. I'm also pretty sure it's defrosted by now.
So, I'm trying to book two flights and have to do them separately because the city to which I am flying is not the city from where I will be flying back. So I look on United for flights from Philly to LA and they have one price for the flight and then another price, a little higher, that is "eligible for an upgrade." Great, methinks, I can use my miles to upgrade and it will be worth the extra cost for First Class. Problem is, they don't tell you if you get the upgrade until after you purchase. So, it's sort of like buying some extra lottery tickets knowing full well you will never win and are just filling the state's coffers. However, I then did a search for First Class. And none came up for this route. Ha! I beat you at your game, bitches! Better yet, found a cheaper flight on US Air. And it's to Burbank, not LAX, which is the icing on the cake.
Quiz: What's the primary reason for motorcyclists to wear leather jackets?
a) Marlon Brando started the trend as bikers being Wild Ones and looking cool like Fonzie
b) Leather jackets smell good (sorry PETA members)
c) Leather prevents you turning into a popsicle during a summer's night ride on the highway and requiring hot tea and a blanket for an hour after returning home, but only IF you remember to bring the freakin' jacket along for the ride.
LA has gone honking crazy. There is a driver honking at almost every green light, regardless of whether the first car takes a second or a minute to get going. Is this really necessary? Is everyone in such a hurry that they can't sit there for a few seconds while everyone gets going?
I reserve my horn honking for situations where my life is potentially in danger.
I was driving along the two-lane canyon road, a respectful distance from the car in front of me when a gray Prius nearly darted out in front of me from a side road but stopped short. The driver threw up her hand at me in a classic "WTF?" expression. I guess the fact that I was maintaining a constant speed and driving with the flow of traffic was unacceptable to her. She moved into traffic after I passed, cutting off the car behind me.
When we got to the intersection where the road opens up, adding another lane, she could not wait and passed me on the shoulder before we got to the newly opened lane. Farther on, the light at an upcoming intersection changed from green to yellow. I guess she was planning to run it regardless of the fact that the three cars in front of her were stopping. She threw up her hands again (both this time) with an emphatic "WTF?" I guess that wasn't enough for her because then she made a big show of swerving over into the next lane, pulling alongside the first car that stopped at the light, and delivering a personal "WTF?" to that driver. Who could blame him for jamming on the gas as soon as the light turned green to try to prevent Prius driver from passing him? She did get in front of him in a ridiculously dangerous move and then slammed on her brakes to further punish him for his transgressions.
The joke was on Prius driver, though; a truck and a bus were ahead of us in the same lane. The next few miles were a hilarious comedy of errors for her as her haste caused her to make ill-timed lane changes, frustrating her advancement. Meanwhile, I plodded along, never changing lanes or passing anyone, simply enjoying the show in front of me. I do admit to feeling a good-sized thrill when she got stuck behind some merging cars in her lane and my lane kept moving right along.
Today my road rage cup runneth over. I have posted a couple of times this summer about the cyclists on the Westside and their blatant disregard for traffic laws but today a peeve turned into a hatred soothed only by a little bit of sweet revenge.
At the intersection that causes me the most grief, I waited patiently for pedestrians to cross and other cars to take their turns. When it was my turn and the coast was clear, I moved forward only to have to slam on my brakes to avoid hitting a cyclist who flew into the busy intersection and turned into my lane.
I gradually sped up to him and as I was passing him, I turned on my windshield spray and gave him a little Suck It shower. I only use water for windshield fluid so I don't feel too guilty about it but I'm sure Ghandi would be disappointed by my behaviour.
Please tell me why I was so excited that my local gas station's prices just fell below $4 a gallon?
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