Winonesoon
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Someone that gets their food in the drive up line and answers a call before pulling off.
When I hold a door for a lady and she walks through without acknowledging me, I loudly say, "You're welcome."
Buddy of mine, about 30 years ago, got so mad at one that he slammed on his brakes only they didn't see that in time and plowed into the back of his car. That was bad enough but they had gramma riding in the back seat and the impact threw her from the back seat onto the dashboard and she was lucky she didn't go through the windshield. They had to take her away in an ambulance and he felt just horrible.Driver's that tailgate... Makes me want to pump the brakes and fire a photon torpedo.
And it's not necessarily such an easy blame. If the person in front slammed on their brakes for no reason, it's not a clear cut case as to who is at fault.Buddy of mine, about 30 years ago, got so mad at one that he slammed on his brakes only they didn't see that in time and plowed into the back of his car. That was bad enough but they had gramma riding in the back seat and the impact threw her from the back seat onto the dashboard and she was lucky she didn't go through the windshield. They had to take her away in an ambulance and he felt just horrible.
To make matters worse, as he's describing this l'il ole lady wedged between the windshield and the dashboard and just how discombobulated she was, I lost it and became hysterical with laughter. The visual was just too much for my weak mind so he didn't get the commiseration he was looking for but I do think about that when tailgatin' and make sure my seat belt is snug.
And it's really infuriating when it's a 4 lane hwy w/ little to no traffic, and they're on ur butt in the right lane.Driver's that tailgate... Makes me want to pump the brakes and fire a photon torpedo.
I got back to work one Monday afternoon, and one of the guys who works in the mill came over and asked, "Is this your truck?"And it's not necessarily such an easy blame. If the person in front slammed on their brakes for no reason, it's not a clear cut case as to who is at fault.
Someone who goes inside the bank, rushes to get in line in front of you, then waits until they get to the counter before doing their paperwork.Someone that gets their food in the drive up line and answers a call before pulling off.
I've done it many times and have actually gotten the finger before.I do that too sometimes depending on the situation and the day I'm having, but in most cases that's way too nice!!
People that follow me so close I can see up their nose. I want to hit the brakes SSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bad!! I just don't want to do the paperwork!
I'll usually just figure, "Well, the closer they get, the slower I have to go to be safe.", and if they back off, I'll speed back up again. If not, they're in for a long commute.this also drives me crazy, I do jam on my brakes. Have them skidding out. Hate tailgaters. Even when it’s not behind me and I see it happening to someone else. Definitely irks the crap out of me!
Inefficiency and tardiness!!!!What ticks you off? Its a lot different for all of us. just asking.
I'll start. some one that passes me and makes me slow down so they can turn. THATS MY MAX TICK!!!!
No the real answer is they get paid to workout and hire someone to cook all their meals for them.People that actually believe actors when they give you some BS workout routine and diet “chicken, broccoli, and rice” as to how they got “shredded” for some super hero movie when the real answer is PED’s lol
I go into coast mode also if they do not back off brake check time so far their brakes have worked pirdy well I like it when they have to swerve into the emergency lane to miss hitting ya and get passed by 10-12 vehiclesI'll usually just figure, "Well, the closer they get, the slower I have to go to be safe.", and if they back off, I'll speed back up again. If not, they're in for a long commute.
But sometimes I'm just not in the mood to be gentle, and I'll brake check the Hell out of 'em.