I do not value your convenience over my safety.
I am so sorry that I made you wait an additional 45 seconds (perhaps a minute, max) at the stoplight today. Of course it means I don't know how to drive. It couldn't possibly be that I didn't want to cross two lanes of traffic on a busy road when the light was the green yield sign and the car in front of me was turning so that I could not see how close the cars heading towards me were and how fast they were going. I was just being contrary. While it did turn out that I had enough time, I am supposed to magically know this and take risks with my life so that you can be somewhere a tiny bit faster.
And honking your horn repeatedly and making rude gestures with your hands will also cast a magic spell that causes me to act according to your desires.
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