I was nearly t-boned today after easing into an intersection on the southwest side of town. I say “easing.” That’s how I drive the dog catcher truck. My job is to be around, not to get around, most of the time. So I don’t rush anywhere.
Ms. Deathwish, on the other hand, was apparently in a big fat hurry, and also not paying attention to the colors of the traffic lights. I didn’t see her until her hood suddenly appeared inches from the front right hand panel of the truck.
She didn’t make eye contact with me. I just waved and drove on. No harm done. But I bet she’s decided to be a bit more awake while driving in the future :-)
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