I used to be such a nice driver. So easy going, always willing to share the road.
And then I moved here, and quickly learned the value of the ten second honk.
If you are planning a trip to visit me, here are some things you need to know beforehand:
1. Four way stops have different rules here. It's more of a "screw right-of-way, I'm going too!" experience than anything else. Get ready to use your horn for this one.
2. Speaking of right-of-way; people here just don't understand it. If you don't stop at the green light to let the apposing traffic turn left whenever they want to, YOU will get the ten second honk/double finger treatment.
3. Watch out for the bus. They assume that since they are so much bigger than you, they can do whatever they want. I like to hold my ground (but not when Kurt is in the car, because he is a wimp, and is always worrying about things like "getting in an accident" and "dying").
4. I drive fast. I always have. And unlike Utah, you aren't going to get pulled over for it unless you are also swerving like a drunk person (in which case, you probably are a dunk person). Pittsburgh has real crime, and the cops have more to do than fill their quotas with minor violations. So that's a plus.
BUT. I cannot stand tailgaters. And people in Pittsburgh like to tailgate. When I am already going (some random number) over the speed limit, and you come up on my butt and try to force me to go faster, do not be surprised when I tap my brakes.
And if you ignore my little warning? I may also decide to slow down gradually. Until I am going around 15 miles below the speed limit.
And to think, only minutes ago, we were flying by at
So if you see me right after I get home from work, please give me a minute to calm down. Or I might bite your head off, and shove my middle finger up your nose.
(Figuratively, of course.)
I'm linking this to my sister's meme, Small Treasures Tuesday. Because Pittsburgh traffic sure is a treasure.