Actually, I love old people, but I don’t love it when old people drive when they can’t. Actually, the people I really dislike are the people who let these elderly drive and don’t do anything about the danger that they cause!!
I’m no wreckless driver… I’ve been in one car-killing crash while driving, but it wasn’t my fault. Since then, I’ve been even more cautious than I was before, and there was no problem with my over-cautiousness in the first place!
So I’m saying that I really don’t feel that I was the general horrible teen driver, but currently, old people can be just as deadly!
I say this because today an old person cut me off. Okay, fine. Basque in your oldness. Not even bovvered!! I think their top speed was 15 in 55 zone, where, in PA, that seems to mean to do 70. So I was probably doing at least 65 when I realized that they weren’t speeding up. I slammed on my brakes while honking, old woman ain’t even bovvered. So I swerve into the other lane, luckily with no one there. As I move past, I realize that the old woman didn’t look like she even noticed me… or the road in front of her. She was crouched over… Maybe she assumed the sky was the road—I don’t know.
I didn’t get road rage after that, but I got pissed at everything. The new shopping complex magically gained five potholes in the past week, and I was ready to scream when people were stopping where they didn’t have a stop sign.
I mean, seriously. :slaps self:
