Long-time readers know I
get irate am fascinated with stupid people. They darken brighten my day (and give me fodder for my blog).
The definition of a stupid person is someone who doesn’t do what I would do (or anything remotely similar) in the same situation. It usually revolves around driving, drive-through windows or shopping excursions. Those activities bring out the
worst stupid in people.
This week has expanded this list. Anyone living in the snow belt is now bombarded with potholes. Some of these holes do indeed go all the way to China! I know because I saw some people wearing those old Chinese tunics. No fashion conscious person in their right mind would wear one now.
The crews have started repairing the potholes so in addition to snow banks and potholes; we have road construction going on. Add that to deli order lines (which require the ordering person to call someone on a cell phone while ordering to verify the appropriate lunch meat brand) and drive-through windows. It’s amazing I haven’t killed anyone. Yet.
It started early in the week as I was attempting to get my morning coffee. The lady ahead of me in the drive-through didn’t understand the concept of moving up to the next car so that I could get to the order thingy. She waited until all cars up to the window cleared out.
She was probably my age although she looked (and acted) much older. I would have quickly scurried forward to allow for the car behind me to order. You need to get your order in before some walk-in customer orders 12 fancy coffees to go. Yes, that happens.
Maybe she thought she was being polite but there is no place for this kind of politeness in a drive-through. Real politeness would have had her buying my coffee but that would have changed this post.
It only went downhill from there. People were racing around snow banks that reached to the sky. They seemed surprised to round the bank and see another car — that would be me. Screech! Brakes! (Then they look like it’s my fault!) Seriously?
Imagine that. Someone else was in the parking lot of a large grocery store. They thought it was their private place. Oops!
Today was the ultimate of stupidity. There is construction on a well-traveled road. I was at a light on a crossroad when two big old 18-wheelers entered and blocked the intersection so the side street cars couldn’t move during their very short green light. I wished them ‘crotch itch’ while they were in their trucks. (This is the most violent I have gotten so far.)
The best news is that this weekend is going to be a preview of spring here. Perhaps the snow banks will melt to a shorter level. People will be nicer and kinder. They always are when the season changes — at least for a little while.
Maybe even me (but don’t bet on it!).