I think my body space issues have moved into the realm of self-transportation. I think this is why I hate tailgaiters soooooo incredibly much. Had a bitchy pizza delivery person on my tail tonight. I politely waved at her in the mirror twice to request her to get out of my trunk, and then she starts flailing her arms like I am asking her to donate half her liver to a senile 80-year alcoholic! Jebus! And then she continues the ride my tail.
One thing I hate also about my car is that the speedometer doesn't work, so I have to guess what mph I'm doing.
monastic said:
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I want two bumper stickers. One for the front of my car and one for the back. The front one will be a warning for all gravel truck drivers. It will state; "If you break my windshield I am not responsible for breaking your face!" The bumper sticker on the back will say; "Put down the sandwich, Put out the Cigarette, Hang up the phone, AND JUST DRIVE!! !"
Yep, am going to be making some bumper stickers, myself, as well from an online site. Here are some of my ideas:
1. I BREAK FOR TAILGAITERS
2. Turn signals are not
just for decoration.
3. Telephone boothes and car chassies are designed differently for a reason (Get off the DAMN phone!)
4. Support our troops. Not Bush.
Okay, well the last one had little to do with arsshole drivers, but still. I thought of that one while behind so many cars with "Support Our Troops" magnet ribbons, when I decided supporting our troops was absolutley necessary (don't need another Vietnam) but that Bush was an idiot for sending them over there. The whole,
don't kill the messenger thingy.
Oh yes, and I hate trucks a lot, too. They smell, they're slow, OR the insane drivers of 18-wheel-semis who are driving 80mph on the highways and don't have the breaking capacity (as far as stopping faster) that cars do.