Lets face it. The older we get, the lazier we drive. We curmudgeons have been driving since the 1960s, so our basic driving mode is "get the hell out of my way." We cruise along at whatever speed the mood strikes.
Turning signals require actually doing something in addition to steering. This can be quite the challenge. As it turns out, this is ALWAYS a challenge, so we just skip the turn signal bit.
Oh, people honk and use a variety of hand gestures, but we make our turn, return home and the trip is deemed a success.
Get over it: we're old, cranky and turn whenever we damned well please.
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