So this morning we had a huge storm come through here. It was amazing - 80 kmph winds, rain like you wouldn't believe. I happened to be driving at the time. I got to a spot on a country road where smallish tree brush had blown down and was across the whole road.
It was light and easy to clean up. However, there were 3 cars in each direction just sitting, looking at the barrier. I pulled up, left my 3 year old in the back seat and started cleaning up.
What did the other drivers do? They sat in their fucking cars and watched me. When I got one side mostly clear, I was picking up smaller sticks, and the driver at the front fucking honked at me to get out of the way. When I moved, (s)he peeled past me, and the other drivers all followed suit.
Honestly? You can't get out of your car and lend a hand? And you're so fucking important that you have to honk at me to get out of the way as I'm clearing brush so you can get through?
I hope to meet those people again. So I can punch them.
Thank you. I feel better now that I have vented.
It was light and easy to clean up. However, there were 3 cars in each direction just sitting, looking at the barrier. I pulled up, left my 3 year old in the back seat and started cleaning up.
What did the other drivers do? They sat in their fucking cars and watched me. When I got one side mostly clear, I was picking up smaller sticks, and the driver at the front fucking honked at me to get out of the way. When I moved, (s)he peeled past me, and the other drivers all followed suit.
Honestly? You can't get out of your car and lend a hand? And you're so fucking important that you have to honk at me to get out of the way as I'm clearing brush so you can get through?
I hope to meet those people again. So I can punch them.
Thank you. I feel better now that I have vented.
