Around here being honked at usually means, “Why are you not running that red light!? I would run it right now if you weren’t in front of me!! It just now turned red! You got AT LEAST another three seconds before you gotta worry about t-boning that Buick! C’mon! Why TF aren’t you going!?!?”
I’m not talking about looking at my phone. I’m talking about the light turns green and I start moving immediately, but because I don’t peal out of there with the pedal to the floor, I’m going way too slow, so HONK HONK!
One of my favorites - I’m crossing the street as a pedestrian, a car waiting to turn is waiting for me to get across, and everyone behind them (who still have a clear view of me) are honking at them for not going.
Around here being honked at usually means, “Why are you not running that red light!? I would run it right now if you weren’t in front of me!! It just now turned red! You got AT LEAST another three seconds before you gotta worry about t-boning that Buick! C’mon! Why TF aren’t you going!?!?”
Yep. I’ve dealt with that one too. Along with “it’s been green for three microseconds and you’ve only barely rolled forward, you bastard!”
I mean if happen to be one of the dipshits looking at their cellphone when the light turns green you deserve the honks.
I’m not talking about looking at my phone. I’m talking about the light turns green and I start moving immediately, but because I don’t peal out of there with the pedal to the floor, I’m going way too slow, so HONK HONK!
One of my favorites - I’m crossing the street as a pedestrian, a car waiting to turn is waiting for me to get across, and everyone behind them (who still have a clear view of me) are honking at them for not going.
The more they honk, the slower I walk.