Why I HATE Driving In Boston!

September 2, 2007 by Dave.

The other day I’m trying to drive to work from Waltham. The lanes are so friggin’ weird there anyway because you have to keep changing lanes in order to avoid being forced to make a turn. Anyway, I’m driving through there and I’m behind what must be one of the slowest and dumber drivers around. I can’t see their head over the seat, which gets me thinking elderly. They slow at an intersection to let a truck make a left turn, even though they had the right of way. The truck driver was even letting the driver go ahead but they wouldn’t. I was trying to blow my horn at them but couldn’t in time (biggest damn drawback to airbags is that the entire steering front can’t hold the horn anymore!). Finally they drove through, and I’m right behind them to not get caught in the red. I try to remind myself that they might be old but I’m way too upset. Still behind them, they start heading to this other crazy intersection leaving Waltham (if you know the area, it’s the Rte 60 split from Rte 20). There’s nothing but green lights, but they start hitting the brake. I’m yelling to myself “You’ve got to be kidding me?!?!”—although I’m pretty sure I was actually yelling it. I finally lay on the horn and they drive faster through the light as it’s changing to yellow. I gun it to not be caught in another red because of this fuck!

I get through the intersection, and start to pass them as we’re heading up the bridge because I don’t want to be behind them anymore. I’m so pissed off that I’m ready to honk at them and curse them out out the window as I drive by, which is something I rarely ever get angry enough to do, but this was just really stupid of them. I gun the engine, start to pass them and I finally notice the person in the driver’s seat as I’m getting ready to yell out my window. First thing I see on the driver…

…A habit. It’s a FUCKING NUN, so I can’t even do anything but stew in my own juices and drive off grumbling. But now I’m not sure if I’m pissed off because I can’t curse her out because she’s a nun, or that I didn’t curse her out because her driving SUCKS!!!

This is what driving in Boston does to you. I really have become a much angrier person since getting my license and driving in this town!

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