|Published March 22, 2007.|
|I realize that driving in any city or town means encountering idiot drivers. I've come to grips with that. What I can't stand is the impatient pricks on Sackville Street at South Park. Let me paint a picture.|
At the South Park / Sackville intersection, sitting on Sackville facing the Public Gardens and with CBC to our left, we are blessed with three lanes. One for the right-turners, one for the straight-goers and left-turners, and one for opposing traffic. I drive through this intersection at least once a day, and I turn left here every time. What pisses me off is the fact that the straight-goers behind me feel it's necessary to breeze past me in their non-existent lane. Mr. Blue Honda and I, facing eachother and both wanting to turn left, are forced to wait while the impatient bastards behind us block our entries onto South Park or Bell. THIS IS NOT OKAY. What gives them a right to invent a lane? Don't they realize they're making me wait while they break the rules? Next time, I'm just going to make my left turn. You assholes can wait for my red Pontiac ass to get out of your way before proceeding. Bitches.
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