Willowmist's Wanderings

If you are the guy in the blue pick up truck who was in such an all-fired hurry that you felt justified in honking at me for slowing down long enough to let two drivers merge in front of me, I know that I have already flipped you off, but I don’t feel like I have adequately expressed my complete lack of respect for you. 

Just to be clear, I was slowing down to allow other cars to merge so that traffic would continue moving smoothly and we could all get home expeditiously.  To further clarify the situation, the light just a few hundred feet ahead of us was turning red and we were all going to be stopped anyway.  But, even if none of that were so, in the future, please don’t assume that we are all inconsiderate, self-important assholes.  In fact, I had more to lose by letting those drivers into the line of traffic ahead of me since my destination was only about a dozen or so feet ahead and I could literally have been home five minutes sooner had I not let anyone ahead of me.   It’s not about the five minutes.  There is no front of the line at rush hour for crissakes.  I understand firsthand the difficulties in merging in the Philadelphia suburbs and I believe that we reap what we sow (or do unto others, or karma and the threefold rule…choose your proverb) and I’m going to do anything I can to make my own travels easier.  And if I’m right, your karmic return is going to be a bitch.  Have fun with that!

Happy June 23 everyone.