Sunday, May 9, 2010

A wee adventure...

Meandering home after doing the Mom-Chauffeur thing to CostCo, I was leaving Sodo, when I ran across a classic specimen of Yuppie Neanderthalus Seattlus - a beamer driving hulking sort with a strong sense of entitlement and anger issues.

This became apparent when he whipped into the left-hand turn lane and cut me off (and darned near taking off the nose of my car, I honked, and he flipped me the bird several times before meandering off on a slow Sunday morning at warp speed.

Myself, I don't like either bullies or buttheads much. And tend towards the view that tolerating such bullshit propagates it.

Multi-tasking is our friend. Saying a little word to the Fates, a cell phone can emerge and a report can be made of license plate, make/model, driver description and a short synopsis of events can be shared in the spirit of community improvement...and should a patrol officer have a spare moment (a sadly rare thing) to share wisdom with the cretin, well, it beats other chains of events.

We've had such critters in the area, with far more money and entitlement than sense, drag other drivers out of their cars and physically abuse them. Squash'm while they're small - Washington's answer to aggressive driving is RCW 46.61.525, and should the Fates be particularly kind, the Neanderthal Du Jour will end up under a pile of irritable SPD sorts having taken a swing at one for having the temerity to interfere with his privileged travels...

Moderate grrrr.....

1 comment:

Old NFO said...

Letting the cops do it, while not nearly as satisfying, saves on the aches and pains... :-)