The Shut-It-Down Ratio
I have already honked my horn at five different jackasses while driving today. Two of those bastards got double honks for their incredible idiocy, bringing us up to a grand total of seven honks in 30 miles of driving, which breaks down to one honk for every 4.28 miles driven. That brutal ratio is the reason that I have absolutely no motivation to go anywhere but my couch for the rest of the night.
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I hate it when people honk. I know that Michelle claims sometimes they need it, but really unless you're about to be hit by someone not paying attention, I see no need to honk. I especially hate it when people honk while stopped at lights or signs to encourage the other driver to hurry up. I tend to be even slower then.
All seven times were to alert somebody that they were just about or almost did plow through me. Four people cut me off barely missing my front end, three tried to change lanes without looking (two of those people also then cut me off) and one person took a free right turn right in front of me while I was nearly half way through the intersection. That was a good honk because I got to lay on the horn for like five seconds. That is my favorite.
So you're saying it was 'public service' honking?
Joanne: Don't go to India. Not ever.
Well there is that. The one time I wanted to honk recently because someone was about to drive into me, I hit the horn and the resounding meep was so pathetic I thought it was sad.
I honked this morning and thought of you. The guy in front of me didn't jump when the light turned green, but I just gave a baby tap, I wasn't obnoxious about it.
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