December 8, 2006
Today was one of those days when the fools all seem to decide to get on the road at once. This morning, on my way to work, I was stuck behind a Jeep SUV going no more than 20 miles an hour, and I couldn’t get around it. The driver kept looking over at his wife, chatting away, hardly even looking at the road…and then he whipped out the cell phone and dialed a friend! Completely oblivious. This evening, I found many more examples of drivin’ fools during a snowstorm. It seems like only two types of drivers take to the road during snow: those who drive one mile an hour, and those who drive sixty. The best by far was the guy who got impatient on the four-lane because the car ahead of me wouldn’t pass a plow…so he bolted into the turning lane, passed all three of us, and hurtled headlong into a whiteout at what must have been fifty miles an hour! Let’s have a round of applause for our drivin’ fools!
