So I'm driving to work to take care of a couple quick things so that I can run experiments tomorrow.
The streets are pretty deserted due to the hour. The lights are green for blocks. I notice a jaywalker about a block ahead of me is crossing the street. No big deal...I certainly wouldn't wait for the light at this time of night. He's nonchalantly strolling across. I'm driving at a constant speed of 30mph or so. Hmm...he's not speeding up. I'm maybe a half block away, and I'm watching the guy, and he's watching me. I wait for him to walk faster...I have the right of way, after all; and while I'm certainly not going to HIT him, I resent having to slow down for a jaywalker. But the timing is OK, and he reaches the line of parked cars as I'm getting into the intersection.
And stands there. WTF? He watches as I drive past, and just as I'm passing him he reaches out his hand and BANG! Goes my passenger side mirror. The bastard just hit the thing right off.
Don't get me wrong, I seriously considered pulling to a screeching halt, pulling the machete out of my trunk (I do yard work at my uncle's house), and holding it while calmly explaining that I had a green light, replacing the mirror would cost about $100, and if he paid me right now I'd call it even and forget the whole thing happened.
But alas, I'm not a complete idiot, so I just seethed in impotent rage, parked my car, and fired up the equipment. And to think that this thing happened within blocks of a police station...
I hope his hand hurts like hell.
The streets are pretty deserted due to the hour. The lights are green for blocks. I notice a jaywalker about a block ahead of me is crossing the street. No big deal...I certainly wouldn't wait for the light at this time of night. He's nonchalantly strolling across. I'm driving at a constant speed of 30mph or so. Hmm...he's not speeding up. I'm maybe a half block away, and I'm watching the guy, and he's watching me. I wait for him to walk faster...I have the right of way, after all; and while I'm certainly not going to HIT him, I resent having to slow down for a jaywalker. But the timing is OK, and he reaches the line of parked cars as I'm getting into the intersection.
And stands there. WTF? He watches as I drive past, and just as I'm passing him he reaches out his hand and BANG! Goes my passenger side mirror. The bastard just hit the thing right off.
Don't get me wrong, I seriously considered pulling to a screeching halt, pulling the machete out of my trunk (I do yard work at my uncle's house), and holding it while calmly explaining that I had a green light, replacing the mirror would cost about $100, and if he paid me right now I'd call it even and forget the whole thing happened.
But alas, I'm not a complete idiot, so I just seethed in impotent rage, parked my car, and fired up the equipment. And to think that this thing happened within blocks of a police station...
I hope his hand hurts like hell.
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