I hate driving. Now that I drive so little, and am concious of the plight of pedestrians and cyclists, I drive slow. Meaning I drive the speed limit and am constantly passed by caffeine-addled yuppies in their shiny sport utes driving from Starbucks to their dot.com startup, weaving in and out of traffic. It seems that every time I drive I have at least 3 or 4 incidents in which someone tailgates, cuts me off or is otherwise rude. I think I've become very accustomed to hoping on my bike and taking the time it takes to get where I'm going, a very non-instant gratification mode of transit. Doubt that I will ever get used to the fact that there are so many assholes out there.

And yet most of them really aren't assholes. It's just that they hide behind their cars and think only of themselves while driving, treating others as cars and not people driving cars. I'm sure most of them, once they leave the anonymity of their cars, are relatively normal, friendly people.
posted by Bruce Wright at 2:42 PM #