Bad things about Driving
Weather - I’m sick to the back teeth of getting up in the morning and having to wait 5 minutes while the car warms up enough to melt the ice on the windows. Yeah, yeah. I know it would be easier to buy de-icer but I just haven’t gotten around to it. At least in the mornings though I can run into the house for a jug of warm water to throw across the windshield. In the evenings I’m at the mercy of the cars’ engine and sitting in the parking lot, waiting.
Other People - So while I’m fairly confident that I can keep my car on the road and in the lane where it’s supposed to be, I’m not so confident about other people’s ability to do same.
Parking - Every morning I drive down to the station and park in a lovely little spot. Every morning the spot next to me is taken by some blonde bimbette who backs into the space without thought for where she is going. Now you may say ’sure thats grand she knows her car well enough to be able to turn on a dime’. However you weren’t in the car with me looking at the huge scrapes in the paintwork all along the side of the car where she had obviously hit or scraped someone else doing her little manouvre. In the summer she used to drive a Trans Am and the number of mornings her back bumper slapped against the wall is beyond measure at this time. I can only assume she completely trashed the Knightmobile as these days she is driving a feckin’ huge station wagon type thing. I almost had a heart attack on Monday morning when I saw her coming.
