Today, Sunday, I had to go from the NW (Hawkwood) down to Spruce
Meadows.
On the way down Crowchild, I'm driving along, when a minivan right
next to me starts moving over into my lane. I think for a second that
they're merely drifting, but nope, they want my lane. No signal, just
started moving over. So I lean on the horn, and they swerve back.
We end up at the 24th lights at McMahon, me in front, lady/minivan
behind me. She's waving her fist at me, and I could see she's yelling.
At me.
Maybe it's because I warned her with my horn, thus avoiding
an accident? Where did her brain go?
On the way back, from 14th SW to get onto Glenmore, it goes from
2 lanes to 1, with reasonable warning. This huge pickup is right behind
me. I signal, left lane guy backs off, and I slide in. Thank you. This
guy though slows down to let the truck in too, as the 2nd lane is very
close to the end. However, Mr. Pickup decides he's going to race ahead.
Well, I know what's coming, and sure enough, he get right to the end
of the lane, and cuts right in, no brakes until he hits the left lane.
I'm already on my brakes, so no big deal, but the 2 cars in front are
slamming their brakes. It wasn't completely slick out there, but it wasn't
nice either.
Where did Mr. Pickup's brain go? All that, plus nearly creating a good
accident, over 2 car lengths, maybe a couple of seconds of driving?
Later, on Crowchild, some guy gets up behind who is all over the place.
Lane hopping, back and forth, not really making any progress. I can't
count the number of times he cut people off, only to be slowed down
in the lane he chose, and then cut more people off. Used all 4 lanes
in the one stretch. From McMahon Stadium to Sarcee Trail, he
went from a couple of cars behind me, all the way to one car ahead.
Where did his brain go? All that for saving maybe one or two seconds.
The couple of times he was behind me, I couldn't even see his headlights,
and I drive a small car.
On top of those, there were left turns from middle lanes, right turn
at the light instead of follwing the off-ramp (14th and Anderson),
I'm doing 90km/h and people going by me at least 30km/h over that
on 14th SW and MacLeod Trail, and others going well above 60km/h
through a construction zone with construction workers along the
edge, one of them holding a "slow" sign (does that humungous truck,
that hauls tons of rock, moving not give you an idea who will lose
any battle with it that you care to initiate? "right of weight")
Where have all the brains gone?
ers