There’s an intersection in Cambridge, Mass. with left turn on red. I forget what streets, it’s near the river.
In MI if it’s a one-way turn onto a one-way street going the same way you can turn left on red.
It’s been talked about. But Saturday, I went to the grocery store. In the entrance, two friends each with a cart where just jabbering away. PREVENTING entrance to the store. Myself and others finally got their attention.
Crosswalks. We have a lot in the town I’m closest to. I definitely slow/stop for them when a person is going to cross. But don’t just run off the sidewalk making me lock up my brakes. Make SOME indication that you are crossing. In the same vein, don’t step into a crosswalk, wait for me to stop and then wave me on.
And more driving stuff… If it’s gridlock, thanks for waving me in. But if traffic is moving and you have the right of way, please take it.
Does Youtube pay per minute? Because I swear more and more videos have 5 minutes or more of exposition and buildup before the actual content. They’re getting like those recipe blogs that run on for pages talking about how grandma would grind her own nutmeg and the cat wore a certain sweater etc. before getting to the fudgie nut cluster recipe.
How do you survive when you come down the hill to Denver where jaywalking is the culture?
Denver is a different culture than Breckenridge. You need different approaches for driving in both places. Ya need to be a bit aggressive in Denver. Mostly, speed or you’ll get your ass run over.
My cousin lives in Denver. She was about 2 cars back from a stoplight that was red. Not in a crosswalk. She was fully stopped. Some idiot on a phone walked into the side of her car. That entitled moron got mad at my cousin.
I am cool with language change. I have no truck with language peeves. Until now.
“Unalived” infuriates me.
For those of you lucky enough not to have encountered this monstrosity, it is found mainly on social media where it is a substitute (not quite a euphemism) for “killed”.
Part of what upsets me about it (apart from its sheer ugliness) is that it may not even be part of any natural language culture - it is a tactic driven by a belief that certain words or references will result in content being downgraded by the algorithm. This belief may not even be correct, but it is widespread enough that content creators will avoid using the word “killed” even when reporting on an actual war.
Meanwhile it contributes to the undeserved perception that “young people these days” are so much in need of protection from reality that they can’t even bear to hear or utter the word “killed”.
Sounds like a modern-day version of the “true name of the bear.”
She awoke the sheeple!
Yep. That’s the way you are SUPPOSED to do it. If you are turning left onto a 4 lane road (2 in each direction), turn into the left-hand lane. If you are turning right, turn into the right-hand lane.
But… let’s say you need to turn off of THAT road in a quarter mile. The entitled car behind you, which is turning onto the same road and in the same direction, will INVARIABLY turn into the lane you NEED to go into, and speed up, keeping you from making a safe lane change. It’s actually SAFER to do the wrong thing, and turn into the lane you need.
A traffic pet peeve of mine: Let’s say 2 cars are merging onto the highway. You are the one in front. As you are are accelerating on the entrance ramp, 9 times out of 10 the car behind you will merge into the traffic lane, before you have the chance to, and SPEED UP, cutting you off. Really? Just get in the lane and don’t speed up. Everyone gets to merge safely, and you’ve lost maybe a tenth of a second.
Your complaint inspired me to consult this CNN article, wherein I learned the interesting fact that the first known use of “unalive” was by the character Deadpool.
Okay, that one is just… bad.
But “literally” instead of figuratively? That battle is lost.
I think it’s all about being in front. A similar thing that occurs to me fairly frequently:
I’m in the right lane on the freeway, about to get off at the next exit. I’m a couple of car lengths behind the car in front of me. Some idiot comes screaming up on my left and tries to force their way in at the last second to take the exit. Which is bad enough, but the really infuriating part is, I look at my rear-view and there’s nobody behind me.
Just spin the dog around. Now it’s coated with condiments on all sides.
Mr. Clean Magic Erasers.
I keep trying these things, and every time they fail to live up to the hype. I’ve tried them on the bath tub. I’ve tried them on the oven door. I’ve tried them on the jacuzzi. They just don’t work any better than a plain, old sponge, and they disintegrate in seconds if you scrub too hard. I don’t know why I bother giving them another chance, hope springs eternal I guess.
Years ago, I found a site to help learn to declutter better.
It was all fine and good, and the woman had some really good ideas so I signed for her newsletter.
It was then I found out that she was using a service for sending out the newsletters and gave them permission to spam the recipients.
Of all the people in the world to spam, people who aren’t good at keeping things organized. Why did she think this was a good idea?
I work in an Urgent Care. We require people with upper respiratory complaints to wear a mask (provided). Most people are happy to, comply immediately. My problem is with the jerks that stare at me, ask “really?”, then proceed to either hold the mask in their hand for five minutes or put it on under their chin. THEN- if they hear someone else in the waiting room cough or sneeze or clear their throat, on goes the mask, quickly. My problem is that they don’t give a shit that they shouldn’t be spreading their sickness, but immediately comply when they think someone may be infecting them.
My co-workers have a line they use - “we don’t want you to leave with anything you didn’t come in with!” and it usually gets a laugh and they put it on, but I just can’t stomach the mindset of not caring about getting others sick but caring if someone gets you sick and I can’t use it. I end up being somewhat confrontational and allowing my judgement of their total inconsideration to show, and it’s exhausting.
Every day. All day. For four years.
Haven’t seen it before this - could have come straight from 1984
Nice try, Alessan, but they put down mustard, onions, and then relish in the bottom of the bun. The relish and onions don’t stick to the dog.
You said condiments; I didn’t know we were dealing with toppings, too. That changes things.
Truly unforgivable.
A very similar thing happened to me on a city street last Sunday. I’m in the right lane, going 40 mph, which is the speed limit. Asshole in the left lane speeds up to get in front of me, then immediately hits his brakes to make a right-hand turn into a fast-food joint. I had to hit the skids to keep from rear-ending him; after I was able to proceed, I checked my mirror and there wasn’t anybody behind me for at least 100 yards.
I gave him a long honk on my horn, which annoyed my wife, who doesn’t like any sort of confrontation.