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Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Dipshit drivers, yield to pedestrians!!
To the bleached blonde woman driving the shiny gray Honda CRV through the Cogswell intersection this morning at 9am... fuck everything about you. You ACCELERATED through the pedestrian crossing, you were jabbering on your phone, and it didn't even cross your teeny brain to slow down as I waved my arms frantically. Oh, and, did you notice I was pushing my toddler in a stroller in front of me?? I wish I had gotten your license plate, but I was too busy protecting myself and my son. Late for work, by chance? Yeah, I was too. But I at least waited my turn. Get off your phone, and smarten the fuck up! —Why Do I Have to Risk My Life Walking to Work?
