... so there was no real excuse in the past two days for the terrible drivers around here who were not only trying to stress me out, but quite possibly were endangering lives.
The first was in Bossier at the Old Minden/Benton Road T. It was about 1:15 p.m. Friday, and the Port City's good neighbor to the east was in gridlock! Seriously, people, if you can't get through an intersection while the light is still green, you don't have a good chance of making it once it's red. Trust me, Posado's and everything in Heart O' Bossier can wait.
Next was just 10 minutes later in downtown Shreveport. As the sedan driver in front of me and I were both yielding to a pedestrian crossing Market Street, some jerk behind us starts honking. I presume he wanted us to let him come tearing off Texas Street so he could show us and the poor walker who's boss. It's not like we were going to be losing a whole minute by letting a throng of people cross pass. Then he revs the engine to his SUV because that really demonstrates how much tougher he is than the armorless human he tried to outpace.
And worst of all? My car almost got hit by a fire truck today out in Haughton. Don't ask me what the driver was thinking. We were facing opposite directions at a red light. When it turned green, I was going straight and apparently he was turning. Rather than yielding -- because he didn't have lights or sirens on, so there was no apparent emergency -- he turned right in front of me, nearly clipping my front end.
Please, drivers, get it together. You have to pass a test to get a license. Let's all drive like we aced that thing, OK?