Is it just me or do you start having relationships with drivers on the road with you? I start calling them by their make, model, and/or color. “Come on in Green Toyota, you let me merge back there a bit ago.” Is that silly? Is that just me? Oh, and thanks for cutting me off, Black Cadillac. I hate when people mistake half a car-length as an invitation.
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Devin can be described as sensibly impulsive, consistently non-committal, and passionately impartial to the world around him.
Well, Devin. I tend to call them “jackass” or “asshole” rather than the make or model, but to each his own! ;)
Fine, Esther, make me feel crazy. ;)
You’re the only one that does this. :P Oh well, you always have been a little strange. :P
I’m with you 100% with the half-car-length is not an invite.
I also tend to regard people driving smaller cars more affectionately than people driving huge 4×4s ie go for it little mini as opposed to get the %^$& off my tail range-rover!
Hah yeah, you can tell who is not used to driving in traffic every day… they think changing lanes every 50 yards is going to do them some good or something.
I definitely pre-judge people based on their car, too…
what esther said for sure.
When living in DC I had a friend, I knew only as “Blue Mazda” from Slugging/ casual carpool…
…I thought to myself “C’mon Blue Mazda” while walking up to the Park & Ride. That car is my express shot to the Pentagon Metro Station. Comfortable seats, Air Conditioning, Good conversation and a complete disregard for the speed limit come together to make the first leg of my morning commute a pleasant one. So thanks Blue, for keeping me ontime and smiling.
That’s such a cool way to commute.. not sure how you’ll get there each day!