Many years ago, I worked for a winery; mostly outdoors, which I preferred, but occasionally on the packing lines. When working indoors we used the indoor break room, and I used to read at lunch. I forget what I was reading, but I once brought something vaguely “intellectual”, and was given a hard time about it.
Next day I brought “Ancilla to the Pre-Socratic Philosophers”; which, in addition to that title, looks if you glance at it as if it’s written entirely in Greek. I have no Greek, and was reading the English small print at the bottom of the pages; but I saw no need to mention that.
Nobody there ever again gave me a hard time about what I was reading.
You’re causing a hazard of a different type if you’re passing another vehicle very slowly. You’re hanging around for an extended time in their blind spot; as well as staying for an extended time in a position that prevents them from moving into the passing lane if there’s suddenly an obstruction in their lane.
If it’s that important to you not to go over the speed limit even while passing a vehicle going only barely under it, then slow down, and stay behind them.
You’re going to need to tell them even if they are from the States if they don’t pay much attention to sports.
Admittedly, if they don’t pay much attention to sports, then they probably don’t need to know, so you probably don’t need to tell them.
Ancillary to this - if you come roaring up behind me, and I make pains to move over to the right (even though I’m doing over the speed limit to start with), then f*&^ing pass me, don’t just creep up slowly, slowly - you were doing faster than that coming up to my tail, and if a slower car is in front of me, I will cut you off to get around them
Especially 'cause so many people carry guns these days. I don’t even make eye contact with other drivers any more. No hand gestures either of any kind.
Related anecdote: A few month ago I was driving to the office on a four lane divided city street. I moved over to the left lane to pass a slower vehicle, with a reasonable speed differential between me an the other car. I noticed a pickup in my rear view approaching very fast. I figured he almost certainly wanted to pass me, so once I was a safe distance ahead of the car in the right lane I signaled and moved into the right lane. Except he also moved into the right lane, presumably with the intent to pass me on the right, the second he was the slightest bit ahead of the car in the right lane (in other words, an unsafe distance in front of him). So the result was we both moved into the right lane at approximately the same time. Since I was still in front of him, he just continued moving to the right, into the right turn lane for the upcoming intersection, passed me, and blew through the red light at the intersection.
Some of my favorite books have boring covers, so I’ll use a better title, Photoshop a cover, and wrap my book in it. One time someone had their head sideways trying to read the spine… I just kept reading while they tried to parse:
How I Scaled the North Face of the Megapurna with a Perfectly Healthy Finger but Everything Else Sprained, Broken, or Bitten Off by a Pack of Mad Yaks by Etoain Shrdlu.
We had a dog that hated other dogs (except those in her pack). We’re walking her and some lady let’s her Mexican rat dog out.
Us: Lady! Get your dog in the house!!
Her: Oh he just wants to play. He’s friendly.
Us: Ours isn’t!!
Meanwhile we’re (barely) holding back an akita that wants nothing more than obliterate this little yipping shit-dog.
I honk at the driver in control of the traffic flow when they are failing at their duty. If I’m unable to view the intersection (because I’m 2 cars back, it’s a strange intersection, I’m not in a position to see a jaywalker, etc.) I don’t honk.
Every driver between me and the car in control of the traffic flow is also aware of the situation (if they’re paying attention) and does not think they are being honked at.
I guess “control your dog that hates all other dogs” seems to be the thing that shouldn’t need to be told. Especially with an Akita, which are generally unfriendly to strangers.
Even though “Mexican rat dogs” are “shit” and people shouldn’t assume other dogs are friendly.
It’s actually a baseball thing. In baseball, the visiting team always bats (i.e. is on offense) first, so in a line score, their name is on top. I expect this is true for baseball wherever it’s played. At one time, baseball was, by far, the biggest sport in the US, so other sports copied this convention from them. However, I’ll note that soccer on TV in America does not necessarily follow this convention when they show the score in the corner of the screen. Sometimes they put the home team first, sometimes the visiting team.
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Every driver between me and the car in control of the traffic flow is also aware of the situation (if they’re paying attention) and does not think they are being honked at.
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MAD Magazine once had a article that was basically along those lines, and IIRC they even had special glossy pages in the middle so you could cut the actual fake covers out and affix them to your hard cover books.
I don’t remember what any of them were, but they were along the same lines of HOW TO CLIMB THE BIGGEST MOUNTAINS with a suggestive picture of two side by side mountains with the author Dolly Parton.
Cad can defend themself, but the Akita was being controlled. If the little dog insists on getting within biting range in spite of that, then that is on that owner.
Back when we had a dog, I always asked before letting her try and meet a strange dog (partially because she was very schizo on that front - some dogs she loved, others she would immediately snarl/snap at if they got close).
My young children love dogs in general, but are also terrified when a strange dog approaches them. This happens when hiking or in a park with regularity: An unleashed dog comes around the corner and runs at my kids who promptly get wide eyed, and start hiding behind the nearest adult trying to climb to higher ground. The oblivious owner sees what’s happening and says not the correct thing (which shouldn’t have to be said anyway), “Tasha! Come here now!” but rather, “Don’t worry, she’s friendly.” and makes no attempt to control their animal.
Seriously, people? My kids don’t know that, nor do I, and your dog’s teeth are at their eye level. My kids have been taught to ask permission before petting your dog. Please have the same manners.
You seem to have misread the situation. The “dog that hates all other dogs” was being controlled. If an unleashed dog runs up to it, it’s 100% the fault of the unleashed dog('s owners) if it gets bit.
Just an hour ago a family with very young children was wandering up the road to see the farm animals (mine) and a couple of them were terrified of my ancient Aussie Bonnie, who is eighteen, senile, deaf, and just barely perambulatory. But she likes children and slowly slowly approached them with a hopeful expression. Even this extremely non-threatening dog was almost too much for them, but they did at last pet her. It was gratifying to all concerned.
By and large I expect people to be really stupid around dogs, their own or those of others, and I am rarely surprised.
One of my pet peeves. We have “No Trespassing” signs as well as a “Private Drive Do Not Enter” sign on our lane. Maybe once a year someone will walk down our lane with toddlers to show them our horses.
I tell whoever it is that they are not my horses (they are not, they’re my gf’s) and that they need to discuss it with her if they want to go in the barn. Apparently it isn’t worth the effort, since they never follow up. One woman said, “well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt if we go in the barn for a bit” so I got out my phone and took her and her kid’s picture and told her I was calling the police.
My animals are behind three strands of electrified braid, no one is going to go in there with them. They can come up and put their heads over the gate to be petted and fed windfall apples if they want. Generally they ignore people. I wouldn’t want strangers in the barn unaccompanied, but the animals are rarely in there anyway. I don’t think anyone ever goes into the barn uninvited.
My husband was there already, (the barn is just across the road from the house) and the family was accompanied by our neighbors (who also have a young child – she yelled Bonnie! Bonnie! and ran straight for her.). We like visitors, as it happens, and it’s a pleasure to see children’s delight in my goats and horses. It’s a very quiet place and each passer-by is a little event.
We don’t have any signs at all, except the one on the house saying it was built by a Revolutionary War captain, one of the founders of the town. If we were as adamant about driving people away as you seem to be, there are a hundred stories we would never have heard. Most people who pass by have lived in the area far longer than we have – one lady’s family settled here in the early 1800’s. She knows everyone (she was the town clerk for 50 years) and is a wonderful gossip.
Yeah, we like invited visitors. A few friends bring their kids and my gf will take them out trail riding, or just being led around the meadow if they’re too young to ride properly.
