IT'S A SIDEWALK! YOU WALK ON THE SIDEWALK!

Driving is the downfall of our society. Our monetary overlords laugh as we pay more and more to accomplish meaningless tasks, and deprive ourselves of exercise and fresh air.

Alas, the point of this post is not to preach about how good the world would be if people were not allowed to own cars. The point is that about 25 minutes ago I stepped off the bus after a long day at work. Walked ON THE SIDEWALK towards the corner so I could cross the street and walk the rest of the way home. As I walked in front of the WaWa on Delsea drive in Westville Grove, an woman driving a car on the far side of the road decided to make a left turn, cut off the bus that had just dropped me off, and for some reason expected me to scurry out of her way. I of course, did not. I kept on walking at my normal walking pace, which I believe to be of an above average speed, at least compared to the pedestrians in Center City Philadelphia where I walk quite a bit every working day. However this woman driving alone to WaWa, probably to buy comfort foods and cigarettes, did not think I was moving fast enough. She indicated this by pulling up dangerously close to me, making an angry face, and beeping her horn. Perhaps she thought that automobiles had the right of way when driving on the sidewalk, I do not know. Unfortunately I was not in the correct mood to be dealing with this with my normal calm dismissive demeanor. I responded by shouting "IT'S A SIDEWALK!" Her rebuttal was to make a mean face, pretend she was shouting(which I would have heard because the window was down and I was standing less then 3 feet away) and gesturing that the bus was coming and she had to get out of its way. If I was in her situation I would have been embarrassed that I jumped the gun and made the turn without checking to see if the path was clear, and responded by apologizing to the bus with a sheepish wave. This motorist did not respond with any apology, and continued to wave her arms as if she were winning an argument with an invisible jury. Tempers flared in me and I proceeded to walk toward her shouting "YOU WALK ON THE SIDEWALK!" Not the most intelligent of exclamations, I know. Then the voice of reason came from the cool evening bus driver, he opened the door and spoke "let her go man." Which I did as I continued on walking.

My original intent was to follow that up with an anti-driving rant along the lines of "You fat lazy pieces of god damn shit are ruining the planet, your lives, and my attitude by blahblahblah" but I'm not the preachy type, and I feel better now, so I'll end it there.