Just remember... If you swerve to avoid, you're culprit, A rant about idiot drivers this morning. Options

[Brando]

First, look at this map here.

This is the intersection right by my work. As I driving south on Williams St a gold chrysler land yacht runs the stop sign coming out of Albertson's (store parking lot on the right), cuts into my lane of traffic right in front of me. Instead of hitting this idiot driver, I turned right onto E. 16th. I cut the wheel hard, gave it a substantial amount of gas to get out of the way, and slowed after I got onto the street. Of course, there was an older lady down the street quite a ways who freaked out and started running across the street (we'll come back to this in a moment). Of course, the person in the gold chrysler didn't give a damn and kept going, not caring. I pull into the south parking lot and park to take a breather. Just as soon as I have my radio off and my seatbelt undone I hear the (IMG:style_emoticons/default/busted_cop.gif) behind me. Good 'ol Santa Ana P.D.

I think "Ah, fantastic, a ticket to go with my evasive maneuvers."
Cop comes up to my window. "Hi there, license and registration please."
To which, I hand him my stuff.
Officer 1: "So, why were you driving crazy like that?"
Me: "Well, I wouldn't say I was driving crazy -- I was trying not to hit a car that cut me off."
Officer: "What do you mean?"
Me: "Another car came out of the Albertson's parking lot, ran the stop sign and drove out in front of me. Instead of hitting that person I turned to the right and swerved a bit, but luckily didn't hit anyone or anything."
Officer: "So when was the last time you had a ticket?"
Me: "Last year sometime, for expired registration."

The officer then walks behind my car. To my right I saw the other officer whom had his head at window-level and looking into my car walk behind with him.

They were talking, albeit not quietly... One of them said they saw the other car, the other was like "well, okay."

Officer came back around to my side of the car, gave me back my license with registration and said "Alright, well stay safe." Then they drove off.

I spent the next 10 minutes doing damage control with the old lady who swore "I ALMOST GOT HIT!" like it was Paris Hilton's new slang.

"Oh you're scare? I'M SCARED! I ALMOST GOT HIT! Were you the one driving that car? OH MY GOD! I ALMOST GOT HIT! WHY WERE YOU DRIVING LIKE THAT?"

So I apologized about her wracked nerves... Mine weren't doing too good either... Explained the sitch, to which she relaxed and quit yelling...

Oy... I need a CCWP...

[ConeDodger]

It must be the day for it...

9;30 this morning I turn off my street onto the busy street at the end of my block. As I do I notice the 60ish balding guy with a silver Boxster, top off and a trophy blond half his age sitting next to him. They are waiting to pull out onto the same street I am just entering. I think to myself that she would probably not think he was such a rich guy if she knew how much Boxsters have tanked in value... Just as I am thinking this, the putz pulls out of the parking lot directly into my path. I am driving my BMW motor and I hit the horn and swerve. I always find it unbelievable that people can look right at you as if they are connecting to your soul and then pull directly into the path of a motorcycle. Thank goodness for anti-lock brakes... I look back and the blond is slapping his right shoulder as if to scold him for not paying attention... No PD involved though... (IMG:style_emoticons/default/shades.gif)