Dear Fellow Commuters,
I’d like to thank you for making my commute to and from work
a memorable one. So many of you
“entertain” me with your antics and selfishness that it would be foolish of me
not to pay it forward. Be happy I
have chosen not to post incriminating photos of my commuting acquaintances.
Thank you to the cute, green convertible driving with the
top down. First, I feel a need to
point out to you that it is almost 100 degrees outside. Whether you realize it or not, no one
thinks you are cool driving in this heat.
Most people would agree with me to say you belong in the “idiots”
category.
Thank you to the people who think their cigarette butts are
biodegradable and toss them out the window when they are finished. Of course you don’t want to keep the
butts in your car! It is a
disgusting, stinky habit and I know you’d hate for your car to smell like an
ash tray. News flash…your car
still probably stinks regardless of whether you break the law and throw your burning
butt out the window.
Thank you to the people of their phone without a hands-free
accessory when the traffic is thick and they are trying to merge without really
looking. Glad to know you live in
a dream world where everyone will stop for you because you are not slowing down. I stop because I don’t care to end my
day seeing an idiot smash into the cement divider because you NEED to let FB
people know you are stuck in traffic.
Dislike, thumb down.
Thank you to the pace car that is usually in front of me
when I need to get home quickly.
Kudos to you for obeying traffic laws and set your speed control to the
speed limit. Here is a hint for
you to eliminate the dirty looks and massive horn honks…move the hell
over. There is absolutely NO
reason you need to cruise control in the passing lane. Let me reiterate….the PASSING
lane. It is called that for a
reason. Why should you stop me
from getting a speeding ticket or from getting home in time to watch “New Girl?” Who made you King of the
Road? Did you notice the twenty
cars in a line behind you? I know
you did. What about the flashing
headlights indicating to you that it would be great if you moved over? Did you think I was just saying “hello”
or were you just being a prick because you can? I think we both know a prick when we see one.
Thank you to the car that makes the time go by when stuck in
traffic because it has so much crap on it. I now know more about you and your family than I think you
wanted me to know. You are a proud
Texan who voted for Romney and still haven’t gotten over the fact that he
lost. Just FYI, you could probably
cover that with something else because when you travel out of state, you could
be ridiculed. Then again, if you
are from Texas, what are the odds that you will actually drive out of the
state…. So, now I know where you
are from and your political views.
I also can tell by the Jesus fish that you either like to fish or are
telling the world how important Jesus is to you. (side note:
What is up with the Jesus fish with the feet? Can you believe in creationism AND the Bible or do you get
to pick and choose bits and pieces of each? Ok, I am not really pushing that hot button; I don’t care,
just wondered.) Back to the book
mobile…you have at least three kids, two girls and a boy if the stick figures
aren’t lying. Your daughters are
both in dance and their names are plastered in each top corner of your
window. Your son has a lower
corner and plays baseball or softball; I never really have been able to tell
the difference. You love your
Labrador and your ethic background might be Irish (if I can recall my flag
colors). Seriously, people, be
careful of what you put out there.
People could totally steal your identity.
Thank you to the trucks on the road that ignore the smaller
cars with the theory that they will and should stop for you, even if you are
traveling 20 miles under the speed limit.
The best is when you know a lane is ending. You have seen two signs warning you and yet you continue on
your quest to see where the lane actually ends. Not cool. And
what is up with trucks carrying flammable liquids driving on the roads during
an electrical storm? Shouldn’t
they try to get under a bridge or something until the storm passes?
Thank you to the people that cannot merge onto a freeway at
a decent speed but still cut over into traffic. Hint: MATCH THE
SPPED OF THE TRAFFIC MORON. I am
surprised daily by these morons.
Why they are still even allowed on the freeways are beside me? Better yet are the mergers that get
freaked out and come to a full stop before actually merging into traffic. This bottle-necks the entire merge
line. The idiot car eventually
makes his way over to the shoulder of the road, limping along at 5 miles and hour
with his blinker on waiting for a kind soul to slow and let them in. Not today, sucker. Learn to merge.
I’m sure there are other annoyances out there, but the thank you list must end somewhere. Safe
commuting, people and move the hell over….