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The amount of things I see on the freeways that bothers me is staggering. And, I'm not even talking about the traffic in San Diego, which is getting to be as bad as L.A.
I see people with cigarettes, tossing them out windows. Not only is this littering, it could cause a fire. What happened? Did car companies stop making ash trays to put in extra cup holders? Or, is your ashtray filled with change? I'm guessing, you don't want your car to smell like one big nasty cigarette. Well, guess what? You're a smoker. Get used to it, and stop littering.
People that don't know how to drive also frustrate me. The other day, traffic was so bad. And, in my rear view mirror, I see a guy jumping from one lane to another. As if that was going to get him so much farther up. I was following someone to a place I wasn't familiar with. When this guy tried to cut in front of me, and there was no room, I honked my horn. Of course, he flipped out (and flipped me off). I got a bit worried when he grabbed a stick from his back seat and held it up. But, I wrote his license plate down in case he went Jack Nicholson on my vehicle.
I could list the other things I see people do. But it will just put me in a bad mood. And I'm in a good mood right now. It's a holiday weekend, and the sun is out.
The amount of things I see on the freeways that bothers me is staggering. And, I'm not even talking about the traffic in San Diego, which is getting to be as bad as L.A.
I see people with cigarettes, tossing them out windows. Not only is this littering, it could cause a fire. What happened? Did car companies stop making ash trays to put in extra cup holders? Or, is your ashtray filled with change? I'm guessing, you don't want your car to smell like one big nasty cigarette. Well, guess what? You're a smoker. Get used to it, and stop littering.
People that don't know how to drive also frustrate me. The other day, traffic was so bad. And, in my rear view mirror, I see a guy jumping from one lane to another. As if that was going to get him so much farther up. I was following someone to a place I wasn't familiar with. When this guy tried to cut in front of me, and there was no room, I honked my horn. Of course, he flipped out (and flipped me off). I got a bit worried when he grabbed a stick from his back seat and held it up. But, I wrote his license plate down in case he went Jack Nicholson on my vehicle.
I could list the other things I see people do. But it will just put me in a bad mood. And I'm in a good mood right now. It's a holiday weekend, and the sun is out.