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||[Nov. 14th, 2004|11:03 pm]
Pedestrian Liberation Army
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OK, so maybe I didn't plan on running late for class, just lucky I guess. Ya see the thing is, when I'm late I tend to implement this high stakes maneuver at the only intersection with a traffic signal that lies between my apartment and the campus. The move is as follows: if the light is red (and I don't want to wait) I will make a right turn and then make a left turn on the next side street, which leads me through a quite little neighborhood and right to campus. And because the street that I turn onto has two lanes in each direction I can swing into the left lane and then move almost immediately into the turn lane. So when I approach the red light, even if there is cross traffic coming fast I can cut in front of them and into the left lane as long as the approaching cars are in the right lane only.
In a nutshell, I cut in front of cars going 30 or 40 mph cause the lane I want is vacant, got it? Maybe I should post a diagram. The point is, I take this risk because I'm stupid and I have no perspective regarding the potential ramifications of my snap vehicular decisions. And I'm late.
Anyway I should get to the point. On the day in question I make this move and as I'm cruising toward my left turn and have the #1 lane all to myself, the van that I just cut in front off pulls along side and the driver yells "IF YOU WANNA COMMIT SUICIDE USE A GUN."
I'm not looking up at this guy as the left turn I'm about to make requires serious attention, as again I'm darting in front of a wave of oncoming traffic, but I can tell by the guys voice that he's pretty steamed. So without looking up a huge grin takes over my face. I guess I tend to find delight in the frustration of drivers. So he yells "ASSHOLE," and speeds off.
End of story.