There is a heavily trafficked, multi-lane intersection I drive through every day. Since a major interstate exits into it, a lot of 18-wheeled tractor trailers use it. The lanes are tight. They are car-sized but big enough for the trucks unless the trucks are making a 90 degree turn. Then it’s a real nightmare.
The traffic engineers have drawn lines on the road to show where you (as a driver) should stop when the light is red. The turning lane is always further back to allow those humongous trucks to make a turn safely.
For some unknown reason (at least to me) most drivers do not take those marks seriously. I don’t know why. It’s not like you get to your destination any faster.
Yesterday an intellectually challenged driver drove right up to the edge of the intersection for a red light. One of those humongous trucks with colorful fruits and vegetables painted on the side tried to navigate a turn. It wasn’t pretty. His choice was to take out a light standard or drive over the car. You can probably guess my choice. His choice was not to do anything.
Mr. Stupid Cell Phone Driver was not concerned. He was on his cell, most likely discussing some critical factors concerning world peace. He may even have had the president on the line. The truck driver was all jack-knifed up blocking most of the intersection but the car driver was oblivious.
That meant no one moved. Good thing I already had my mocha latte or I would have been really cranky – not so much at the truck driver but at Mr. Stupid Cell Phone Driver.
So we all waited.
The light turned green for the car and Mr. Stupid Cell Phone Driver drove through without a care in the world allowing the truck to complete the turn and the rest of us to resume our day.
I don’t think Mr. Stupid Cell Phone Driver even noticed. My soapbox has been put away for another day.
By the way, I haven’t seen any breakthroughs in world peace today either.