The world is full of bad drivers, and the cape has claim to many of them. Let us start with the person who cuts me off every single day in the parking lot at work. Every day it's the same thing, back up in front of me (without looking) and don't wave "thank you". I can see once in a while, but every day? How does this person not have dents all over the car? Good thing everyone else is paying attention!
Speaking of accidents, I seem to have a bullseye on my rear bumper. I have had seven accidents, none of which have been my fault. I went a few years without having any and thought I was in the clear...no such luck! I got my new car in January, and in March I was rear-ended, and in another state. The DE state trooper who responded was amazed that I didn't carry an insurance card. I explained that MA does not use them. He didn't seem to believe me, but accepted it. I called Z after I called 911, since it was five minutes from his house. He came down and wanted to know if I was OK. Yes. He wanted to know if the woman who hit me was OK. My response was that I didn't care. Being the good guy that he is, Z went over and made sure she was not injured. $1500 later, new rear bumper! And a dirty Carfax for life...sigh.
I used to work at a bank - we had a customer (elderly) who did not look behind her when she backed up. Instead she repeatedly honked her horn as she was backing up, hoping that people would get out of her way. We were not really surprised when she stopped by one day with a crushed rear bumper.
Funny sighting of today: I was behind a yellow VW Beetle on the way home from work this afternoon. It was traveling at 45 MPH on the highway, with a man driving. How does one feel masculine while driving a yellow bug?
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