First, I understand that nearing 5 pm this time of year it starts to get dark and therefore a little tougher to see. However, at 5’9 and carrying a giant orange bag facing your way, dear driver, not to mention traffic in the other direction stopped at the crosswalk it might register that, hey, that person might be about to walk out into the street. Yes, the lights had just changed at South and South Park and I’m sure you were eager to get home, but seriously, you must have a wicked car and a lead foot to have sped up so much you made a tire-squealing stop as I jumped back out of your way. Sure, maybe the chick in the passenger’s seat had pissed you off and you felt the need to burn some rubber. Next time try waiting until after rush hour because if I hadn’t turned to look a third time down the street after acknowledging the truck driver who was holding traffic back for me you would have taken me out and found yourself selling your car and working your ass off to pay my student loans. Seriously, after the accident last Friday on Spring Garden Road you’d think people might be a wee bit more cautious on the road. I’m lucky I’m ridiculously paranoid about drivers like you. If the world is just you’ll have been as freaked out as your passenger was. Next time we may both be out of luck. —Wishing drivers gave attentive pedestrians a break
This article appears in Dec 9-15, 2010.
At least the OP stopped at the light/crosswalk. Most pedestrians just walk without even looking to see if cars are coming.
think it’s bad here seb? go to wolfville.
wish in one hand, have a shit in the other o.p. you will never control how some fucked up assholes drive, here or anywhere else in the world. you just have to be more diligent in your looking about. either that, or stay home in a bubble, because, believe me, no one will change, and that is just too bad for us peds.
Richard Dawkins: [in a scholarly voice] Over billions of years life has evolved from simple one-celled organisms into all the complex life we see around us.
Ms. Garrison: Whatever.
Richard Dawkins: [glances over, then continues] It was changes in hereditary traits that allowed the first mammals to breathe in the air.
Ms. Garrison: [relating Dawkins’ points to her own] Retarded fish-frogs.
Richard Dawkins: [a bit shocked] Ms. Garrison, I believe that’s a gross over-simplification.
Ms. Garrison: Well, you’re a faggot!
[the look of shock returns to Dawkins]
Ms. Garrison: Continue.
Richard Dawkins: You see, children, life has the amazing ability to change, to adapt. Like changing us to the point that we walk upright.
Ms. Garrison: So you *are* saying that we’re all related to monkeys!
Richard Dawkins: [puts the chalk in the holder below the blackboard] Well, yes, basically, we are.
Ms. Garrison: Do you see monkeys at the zoo? They crap in their hands and throw it at people!
Richard Dawkins: Ms. Garrison, this isn’t theory, it is scientific fact!
Ms. Garrison: What about the fact that if I believe in this crap, you’re gonna go to hell? Doesn’t that bother you a little?
Richard Dawkins: Actually, no. Because I’m an atheist.
Ms. Garrison: [rises and walks up to him] Aha! I’ve got you, you snake-in-the-grass! I found you out!
Richard Dawkins: I never covered it up.
Ms. Garrison: [shouts] And if I’m a monkey, then I might as well *act* like a monkey, huh?
[she acts like a monkey with monkey noises, then pulls down her pants and craps]
Richard Dawkins: [shocked] What on earth are you doing?
Ms. Garrison: Don’t ask me, I’m a fuckin’ monkey!
[she grabs her own feces and throws it at Dawkins, who screams in disgust]
thanks saweet thang. love that episode
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Sometimes when I was in junior high I’d use dirty socks for things I shouldn’t have. Sometimes you can get athlete’s foot in places where you shouldn’t. I cried in front of my family doctor.