What It's Like To Be Stuck In Traffic Behind Obama's New Secretary Of Transportation
All I see is blue hair and knuckles!
Once upon a time, as I was driving to work (gotta do my bit to spread the wealth. I guess my 25% every payday isn't enough. But that's another story), I was stuck behind this broad who seemingly had enough Obama/Biden '08 stickers on the back of her car to qualify as retroactive tank armor.
So anyhow, I'm right behind her in the right turn lane at a red light. She could have turned right. No one was coming anywhere even close to the intersection. She could have turned... but for whatever inexplicable reason, I guess she was genetically incapable of moving to the right.
So after myself and a few other drivers behind me start leaning on our horns to prompt this gal to have hope in the accelerator and change her foot off the brake pedal, we finally flow into traffic.
Without fail, this dame had no clue as to what she was doing or where she was going. And because of her indecision and confusion, everyone else behind her is doing 25-30 MPH in a 45 zone. Anyone see a pattern developing yet?
So anyhow, as the Disoriented Express is rolling along excruciatingly slow with one of the Obaminions in the lead, guess what this chick does? You guess it... she unexpectedly jerks her car - to which direction? - you guessed it again, to the left. Never mind the fact that a school bus was coming in the opposite direction and had to slam on the brakes to keep from crowning our intrepid road warrior Miss Blood on the Asphalt 2008. Damn the consequences... a hard left it is.
Only when this Obamaniac got off the road, did an air of normalcy and forward progress return to the streets of Wilmington.
It's going to be an interesting four years.
All I see is blue hair and knuckles!
Once upon a time, as I was driving to work (gotta do my bit to spread the wealth. I guess my 25% every payday isn't enough. But that's another story), I was stuck behind this broad who seemingly had enough Obama/Biden '08 stickers on the back of her car to qualify as retroactive tank armor.
So anyhow, I'm right behind her in the right turn lane at a red light. She could have turned right. No one was coming anywhere even close to the intersection. She could have turned... but for whatever inexplicable reason, I guess she was genetically incapable of moving to the right.
So after myself and a few other drivers behind me start leaning on our horns to prompt this gal to have hope in the accelerator and change her foot off the brake pedal, we finally flow into traffic.
Without fail, this dame had no clue as to what she was doing or where she was going. And because of her indecision and confusion, everyone else behind her is doing 25-30 MPH in a 45 zone. Anyone see a pattern developing yet?
So anyhow, as the Disoriented Express is rolling along excruciatingly slow with one of the Obaminions in the lead, guess what this chick does? You guess it... she unexpectedly jerks her car - to which direction? - you guessed it again, to the left. Never mind the fact that a school bus was coming in the opposite direction and had to slam on the brakes to keep from crowning our intrepid road warrior Miss Blood on the Asphalt 2008. Damn the consequences... a hard left it is.
Only when this Obamaniac got off the road, did an air of normalcy and forward progress return to the streets of Wilmington.
It's going to be an interesting four years.
1 Comments:
Guess the Obots think they will be able to park in handicapped spots with an Obamination sticker on their clunkers.
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