I Honked...

It's official...I do not like driving in TO. There are too many cars, which ultimately equals...too many stupid people who don't know how to drive.

I'm not normally an overly crazy driver. I am fairly confident but lean towards going just a bit faster than the speed limit but not pushing anyone's buttons. I have been in accidents before, so try to be super aware of everyone around me and cautious about what others might do. While I do get upset at silly people on the road, I usually don't let it get to me because as long as I'm safe, I'm happy!

Today, however, I honked at someone. And how did it make me feel?...well, it definitely didn't make me feel better!

I'm not sure why, but after a Bell truck decided to turn left while going south on Yonge St...where there was a turning lane in the middle but his butt was sticking out into the left lane heading south ...and he held up at least 3 cars for a minute (or just a really slow 30 seconds, maybe)...when I passed I honked. I don't honk very often, but for some reason I did. I usually leave honking up to the really necessary times when I'm getting someone's attention so they don't hit me or something. But this time, I did it because I was mad at someone for being stupid. And it made me feel ...well ...worse.

I haven't blogged in a really long time. Mostly because I've been busy and lazy (all at the same time!)...but mostly because when I'm thinking about something, I'm not at a convenient place to blog, and so put it off - only never get to it. When I honked today, I decided that life just isn't worth letting things get to you. So what, he put me behind a few seconds. I got to my destination and had to wait 5 minutes for laminating anyway - I could've waiting 4.5 minutes if I hadn't of rushed and felt the need to honk.

What's the big rush everyone? Why do we HAVE to get through a yellow light, only to catch up to people at the next one? We're just asking for it when we do that. I was up in Muskoka a bunch this summer and my husband went through a yellow light when NO one else around did - and his comment was, "Oh, I'm from Toronto" - he was joking of course - and he was technically fine to go through - it's just that everyone up there is not in a rush at all! They know they will get there when they do! We came back from Muskoka, and now whenever we stop appropriately or don't rush to go through a yellow light we'll say, "Oh, we're from Muskoka" (or something to that effect) and laugh about our polite, courteous ways on the road.

I'm not really sure my point here - other than to say that I felt awful today honking because I was upset. Maybe I'm just too nice of a person, because the guy shouldn't have blocked the lane, but what's the big deal in the long run? Does it really matter? No. If I hadn't of honked, I probably wouldn't have cared or remembered it anyway - but now it's worthy of a post! Haha.

More to come - have had lots on my mind lately!