Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Move your brood of whelps outta my way lady

Had a pretty goiod day last friday.

It was sunny. On a whim the 3 kids and i went to the boardwalk and did some strolling. About 1/2 way through we cruised the local farmer's market for a healthy tasty snack. As we were wending our way through the dreadlocks and flower children an old man who apparently had "chosen mobility" damn near ran over two of us!!!

What is it with the fucking motorized chair people!! Now first let me say that i am not hating on the cripples. far from it, I too have used a cart in the grocery store after my hyper-extended knee made it difficult to walk more than a few feet and nowhere without at least a cane. SO the little scooter was a good idea there. And yes I realized that some people are shitheads and don't get out of the way. But when i drove a scooter i was just assertive, and because i don't look decrepiti got a few dirty looks that I returned with added retorts of a crass nature, such as, "Move your brood of whelps outta my way lady!"
As such i understand the frustration many of these "mobility choosing" people have against us walking folks. However that is no reason to simply run over us without so much as a courteous "excuse me." Besides, its not like we were at the airport and those "cart people" have any sort of right of way. You wanna drive around and do your daily things that's fine; but don't be a dick about it.  Jesus at the very least you could use your horn, I would.
It's like thease people are shitty drivers in smaller cars. Just cutting people off and causing traffic hazards like they would if they were in a full size car. It just doesn't seem to matter what size vehicle people drive or ride, they are all shitty drivers.
For fucks sake even the bicyclists are shit heads and seem to abuse thier right of way. And why the hell do two wheeled kids toys have the right of way on a 50 mph road? Get off to the side jackass!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

At some point we all snap

So I wrote in to the City transportation office a few weeks ago. I told them exactly how i felt about an intersection close to home that I drive daily. This intersection is heavily trafficked as it is one of only two ways to approach the Major regional hospital's ER. Well, this intersection also has some extremely fucked up lanes and lights. Needless to say, after multiple near misses and more than a few observed of the same, i was displeased in the extreme. So i mouthed off to the city.
   Now, about a week after this very pointed letter was shot off, the city put up pre-construction warnings AT this very intersection! Then 2 days later than that cut off all on street parking for a very populated residential area. Then for 4 fucking weeks after they did nothing!!!!
The procedure they eventually did they called, "Chip Sealing."  They tarred and gravelled the Goddamned Road!! So thanks mayor for all the loose gravel chips in my already compromised paint job and the window dings and tar splatter on the running boards!
Is it just conicidence that they decided upon some retarded road maintenence just after I mouthed off?
Now of course it isn't. And here is my proof, I would do the same thing. Tired after a week of listening to every shitty little complaint about this road and that intersection, and the roundabout over there, this poor bastard has one look at my Politely Written Venom Dripping Letter. At some point we all snap. Do I blame the guy (yes i looked it's a guy)? Not really. If it was me i would have been down to see my budget contact pretty much instantly or at least had him on the phone 1st thing. As such, i then would have found a cheap contractor for the labor and called up the asphalt folks. Thinking all the while, "Okay fuck-stick you don't like yer road the way it is? Lesse if you like it NOW!" and then let slip the dogs of war.