Safe driving
Yesterday I drove to and from Cary, NC to attend a seminar for work. The last session let out a bit before 5 p.m. and all I could think about were horror stories of Triangle traffic and how it would take me 3 hours to get home. I put on a brave face, but I was secretly crying on the inside. It only took me an hour and a half to get to Greensboro, but I saw some of the most horrific driving of my life yesterday.
I lived in South Florida for a time, and Maseratis, Aston Martins and Porsches passed me on I-75 daily. Even though I'd be going the maximum speed limit of 70 MPH, they'd pass me by as if I weren't moving. That was nothing compared to yesterday's commute.
I saw a man driving with a cell phone to his ear, take his eyes off the road to look down into his floorboard. Not only did this man take his eyes off the road, he physically hunched down in his seat to apparently reach for something on the floorboard and switched lanes without signaling or looking up from his search in the floorboard. All while matching my speed. He didn't bat an eye.
I am still wondering whether I should be amazed or appalled.