The Woman in Our Lane

The Woman in Our Lane

Saturday, driving down Peachtree, we found ourselves driving head-on toward another car.

The other driver, it seems, decided her need for a left-hand turn lane outweighed the city’s decision not to place one there … and so she pulled across the yellow line, flicked on her blinker, and planted herself directly in the way of oncoming traffic.

Saturday, driving down Peachtree, we found ourselves driving head-on toward another car.

The other driver, it seems, decided her need for a left-hand turn lane outweighed the city’s decision not to place one there … and so she pulled across the yellow line, flicked on her blinker, and planted herself directly in the way of oncoming traffic.

Rather than slam into her, we tried to persuade her to return to her side of the road. Her response? She glared at us, crossed her arms over her ample bosom, and gave us a look that said, “I ain’t going nowhere, honey.”

She knew she was on the wrong side of the road. She knew she was inconveniencing others. She had ample opportunity to correct the situation. And still — she refused to take action to improve the situation. In her mind, her needs justified any action, whatever the consequences.

Mark McElroy

I'm a husband, mystic, writer, media producer, creative director, tinkerer, blogger, reader, gadget lover, and pizza fiend.

1 comment

  • I think too many people have the mindset of “If I don’t get caught or arrested, I can do whatever I want.” I say hit her and tell the cops you couldn’t stop in time….in my world. In the real world I just get frustrated like everyone else.

    Dan

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Mark McElroy

I'm a husband, mystic, writer, media producer, creative director, tinkerer, blogger, reader, gadget lover, and pizza fiend.

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