Great Galloping Gooseberries...
Aug. 27th, 2004 08:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
athersgeoYesterday, it was idiot car drivers. Today, it was idiot articu-fucking-lated drivers.
Dual carriage way. Heading up to a major, lights controlled junction. Articulated truck in the right hand lane, turning right. Me, the Fiesta Queen, in the left lane for straight on. As you get up to these lights, the two lanes are seperated by a concrete barrier so as to facilitate pedestrians crossing. Truck and I are both approaching said concrete barrier...when I suddenly become aware that the truck is indicating to pull into the left hand lane, apparently RIGHT ON TOP OF ME AND THE LIGHTS ARE RED WITH TWO CARS IN FRONT OF ME AND I CAN'T GET OUT OF THE WAY...
Seeing as I'm here to type this entry, you can probably guess that the truck stopped, but for a few seconds I wasn't sure he was going to, and because of various railings and such (to say nothing of the cars behind and infront of me) there was nowhere I could go.
And that's all on top of some motorcyclists with no sense of self-preservation (which is just so routine it's not worth mentioning most of the time), a pedestrian with the same lack (why cross the road in front of me when there's NOTHING behind me???) and rain that's coming down steadily (the Fiesta aquaplanes at the drop of a hat at the moment; I need to get my tyres checked).
Can we say Rachel did not enjoy her commute into work this morning? I think we can.
On the upside: I'm in the office on my lonesome from now until the end of next week, and yes, I have a very short worklist. Guess what this means... ;)
Dual carriage way. Heading up to a major, lights controlled junction. Articulated truck in the right hand lane, turning right. Me, the Fiesta Queen, in the left lane for straight on. As you get up to these lights, the two lanes are seperated by a concrete barrier so as to facilitate pedestrians crossing. Truck and I are both approaching said concrete barrier...when I suddenly become aware that the truck is indicating to pull into the left hand lane, apparently RIGHT ON TOP OF ME AND THE LIGHTS ARE RED WITH TWO CARS IN FRONT OF ME AND I CAN'T GET OUT OF THE WAY...
Seeing as I'm here to type this entry, you can probably guess that the truck stopped, but for a few seconds I wasn't sure he was going to, and because of various railings and such (to say nothing of the cars behind and infront of me) there was nowhere I could go.
And that's all on top of some motorcyclists with no sense of self-preservation (which is just so routine it's not worth mentioning most of the time), a pedestrian with the same lack (why cross the road in front of me when there's NOTHING behind me???) and rain that's coming down steadily (the Fiesta aquaplanes at the drop of a hat at the moment; I need to get my tyres checked).
Can we say Rachel did not enjoy her commute into work this morning? I think we can.
On the upside: I'm in the office on my lonesome from now until the end of next week, and yes, I have a very short worklist. Guess what this means... ;)
