Permission to Hop
Ok, NOW I'm hopping mad. There is a scratch on my bumper from yesterday's hit and run. Fairly deep. Can't figure out how I didn't catch it yesterday. Pissed.
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posted by Courtney at 4:55 PM
Thursday, May 31, 2007
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Oregonians aren't as good drivers as I remembered, or maybe it's just that there's so many more ex-Californians now. Seriously, the entire area needs a refresher course on how to merge onto the freeway. Step 1: MERGE AT FREEWAY SPEED, PEOPLE!!!!! Step 2: DON'T WAIT UNTIL THE MERGE LANE RUNS OUT. LEARN WHAT THAT STUPID SIGN MEANS.
Sorry for the tangentially related rant. Breathing again. Sorry about your scratch. That bites.
You ain't just whistlin' dixie. My mom taught me to merge at 40mph. My dad quickly corrected that.
I thought it was kinda stupid that in CA they have arrows painted on the road before the lane ends... and then I realized they need the reminder. Perhaps they should have brought their arrows when they all moved up.
:) Merging isn't as bad here as it is in California... but I noticed it is getting worse than it used to be. Those arrows were moronic, but sadly necessary.
Sorry about the bumper, can you buff it out? I got dinged in Portland once and I was ticked off, then a few months later my empty tripod tipped over and put a big scratch on one of my doors - I officially don't care about scratches anymore (but my car is pretty old)
All in favor of painting arrows on the asphat?
Motion carried.
*asphalt*
Asphat. Ha. Tee-hee.
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