Deliberate Thoughts

As I drive I often think how inconsiderate we are. For instance why is it that we fail to signal when making a turn or changing lanes? Is it so much of an effort? What is it? Is it just laziness or is it as I suspect that we are just so self absorbed that we just don’t give a damn about anyone or anything except what is going on in our world?  I know that I have to stop myself from getting angry and not take it personal when someone doesn’t signal when if they had, I could have proceeded on my way. It’s hard not to take it personal though because it is happening to us but it’s not really because had we left the house sooner or a minute later that driver would not have crossed our field of vision. It still pisses me off and there are times when I want to castigate the miscreant but am helpless to do so. I just have to let it go. 

And those drivers that when approaching the intersection seem to speed up way past the limit when we are making a turn in front of them. If they were driving at normal speed we make the turn well in time before they have to brake. I see this all the time and they get indignant and blow their horn so as to make their hostilities known to us. I know I have been guilty as well when the turning light interval is gone I continue with the turn holding up the oncoming lane that has been waiting for the turning arrow to go dark.  Only today the light turned green for me  and if I had proceeded a second sooner I would have collided with the driver making a left running the red light. Somehow I think that more egregious than my inconsiderateness of extending the turning light but we are all in such a hurry to go nowhere most of the time. Yes there are times when we have a genuine need but those are very rare indeed. 

And my biggest pet peeve is the smoker who likes to throw his butt out the window and not use his or her ashtray. God do I hate that. The road is their garbage can and it galls me that people think they have some inalienable right to flick their butts out open windows. A filthy habit to be sure and one that I can pontificate endlessly about since I do not smoke. And those that litter may be the worst of all as I wonder what their house looks like.