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captainsblogThank you. THANK YOU:) to whoever just gifted me back my extra userpics. (I have my suspicions, but they're by no means accurate, given my record at predicting anything from the weather to point spreads.) It was an incredibly sweet thing to do.
Not so sweet was almost driving to my death an hour or so ago while returning from the First National Bank of Bowtie. It was my second-to-last stop, and I picked a branch that has been deadly for driving in the past; years back when we had the Taurus, some idjit in an urban assault vehicle decided to back up out of the drive-thru while I was behind him, barely grazing his bumper but taking out most of my hood.
Today, it wasn't the bank proper but the road out of it.
The bank is in the square marked with that dotty thing. You pull in from Cayuga, and must turn left on to Ro (Rock Street), because it is one-way northbound away from Main. No problem, though; you simply slip round the rectangle, turning right onto that little street that makes a right-angle turn right below the words (and the actual) Glen Falls and goes back to Main a block to the east.
Which I did. Much to the displeasure, first, of a pair of imbecile drivers who honked wildly at me as I headed back to Main. For a second, I thought I'd blacked out and made the wrong-way turn onto Rock, but I was not on Rock; I was on Spring Street where I damn belonged. I pulled into a parking space, regained my bearings, realized I was quite bloody well right, and headed back out to make my turn....
whereupon a THIRD idiot, also thinking that this was the one-way street, proceeded to make an old-lady wide turn into the southbound lane of Spring Street heading north, basically forcing me to the curb. If I'd been turning left onto Main (as I far more often do when leaving that bank), he'd have smashed right into my grille. Then he gave me the Look of Death because he was the one who had to back up- into deadly lunch-hour Route 5 traffic that wouldn't slow down for a baby riding on Bambi's back if it would make them a second late for their nail-set appointment.
As my friend Donna so eloquently put it when we went through a spate of these stupid-ass accidents a few years back, "Maybe you should just take the bus."
Not so sweet was almost driving to my death an hour or so ago while returning from the First National Bank of Bowtie. It was my second-to-last stop, and I picked a branch that has been deadly for driving in the past; years back when we had the Taurus, some idjit in an urban assault vehicle decided to back up out of the drive-thru while I was behind him, barely grazing his bumper but taking out most of my hood.
Today, it wasn't the bank proper but the road out of it.
The bank is in the square marked with that dotty thing. You pull in from Cayuga, and must turn left on to Ro (Rock Street), because it is one-way northbound away from Main. No problem, though; you simply slip round the rectangle, turning right onto that little street that makes a right-angle turn right below the words (and the actual) Glen Falls and goes back to Main a block to the east.
Which I did. Much to the displeasure, first, of a pair of imbecile drivers who honked wildly at me as I headed back to Main. For a second, I thought I'd blacked out and made the wrong-way turn onto Rock, but I was not on Rock; I was on Spring Street where I damn belonged. I pulled into a parking space, regained my bearings, realized I was quite bloody well right, and headed back out to make my turn....
whereupon a THIRD idiot, also thinking that this was the one-way street, proceeded to make an old-lady wide turn into the southbound lane of Spring Street heading north, basically forcing me to the curb. If I'd been turning left onto Main (as I far more often do when leaving that bank), he'd have smashed right into my grille. Then he gave me the Look of Death because he was the one who had to back up- into deadly lunch-hour Route 5 traffic that wouldn't slow down for a baby riding on Bambi's back if it would make them a second late for their nail-set appointment.
As my friend Donna so eloquently put it when we went through a spate of these stupid-ass accidents a few years back, "Maybe you should just take the bus."
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Date: 2010-02-02 01:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-02 04:07 am (UTC)Glad you're ok