Showing posts with label Driving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Driving. Show all posts

Monday, August 7, 2017

I don't speak idiot.

I went to Sobeys this morning. I knew they would be open even though it was a holiday and took a chance it would be 10. (Yeah I could have looked it up on the internet but sometimes you just have to live dangerously. ;) ) As I was getting ready to turn right into their parking lot a dumbass decided to make an illegal left turn into the parking lot cutting in front of me. If I had been going the speed limit and not slowing to turn I would have t-boned the moron.

She then drove up and parked in the fire lane, in front of the crosswalk, by the main doors. Then she hopped out and ran up to the door.

I parked the car and tried to hold my snark in. Ok, tried to hold my anger in. I walk up and see the door is locked. Moron is still standing there. I whip out the phone and look up the holiday hours. Lo and behold they open noon to 6. It was 10:00 AM.

The dumbass says: "Excuse me do you know what time it is."

I reply: "Sorry I don't speak Idiot."

I wish I had the phone camera on and took a pic of her face. The look was priceless as she tried to process what I said.

She snarled: "Why would you talk to me like that?"

"Because you are moron. You made an illegal left hand turn and almost cut me off. You then parked your fucking car right there, in the fire lane, in front of the fucking crosswalk. Any other questions?"

She stammered a bit and couldn't seem to make a reply.

"Oh. It is 10 AM and they don't open until noon."

I walked away while she stewed. As I got in the car and buckled up I saw her get a shopping cart and stand by the door. The fucking place doesn't open for 2 hours and this loopy cunt is lining up. While her shitmobile is stll parked illegaly.

Fucking mooks.

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

What the ... cause of road rage?!?!?!?

I have been doing a lot of highway driving in the last year plus. One thing I have noticed is something that could incite people to "road rage" or as I call it to become pissed off to all hell at the fucking assholes in front of you.

Too many times a day I am behind some mook doing 80 KPH or thereabouts in a 100 KPH or even a 110 KPH stretch of road. Mind you, as soon as you hit a place that you could pass these slow pokes they speed up. Often going 10+ KPH over the limit. At least until they get to an area that you can't pass them legally at. Then they slow way the hell back down.

I am not saying that someone would be right to run those cocksuckers off the road and do them bodily harm. However, I have thought of doing that many times in the last year plus.

If you want to drive so slow use the fucking back roads. Don't fuck over people who use the highways and expect to actually do the speed limit. Don't try peoples patience so much because one day you are going to do it to the person who will go over the edge and fuck you up.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Mook of the Week

I had a LOT of mooks to choose from for this. All driving mooks of one sort or another. The mook we will look at today brought back memories of my university days.

My buddy T and I used to commute to university together. We encountered so many driving mooks that it was enough to drive you crazy some days. Of course this lead to a discussion or five about the worst drivers on the road.

T swore that there was a tie for worst driver. Old man wearing hats and young women driving Fireflies. The old men were usually so focused on what is straight ahead as they drove 20+ KM UNDER the speed limit that they didn't notice what was going on around them. The young women were usually smokers and paying more attention to their smoking and music than driving.

T is a wise man. We would keep track of the mooks on the road and I swear that most of them back then were old men in hats. There were a goodly number of young women driving fireflies but they were out numbered by the geezer brigade.

I went downtown with my mom this morning. Yet another foggy spring day. On the way home we came up behind a car doing about 40 KPH in a 70KPH zone. We were turning off the road soon so it wasn't worth passing him. It was driven by ... an old man in a hat.


The mook actually started going slower and weaving a bit. He was busy talking to whoever was sitting in the passenger seat and oblivious to the road. When he started weaving mom decided she definitely wasn't going to try and pass him, a decision I agreed with. I would rather let a traffic hazard like that stay well in front of me instead of getting hit passing him.

He ended up turning off before us so I was able to get a good look at him and determine that yes it was an old man in a hat. T, if you are reading this, you are still right. :)


So if you see this mook, EBV 081, on the road be careful around him because you can be sure he is giving no thought to those around him.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Close Encounter of the Mook Kind

God damn mooks! We should be able to kill them, or at least beat them soundly, when they are too mookish.

I walk our dog 2-3 times a day. We both enjoy it. I try to stick to the hiking/biking paths behind the house or the side walks. Sometimes you want to change up your route and there are no paths or side walks. I trust drivers here slightly less than I trusted them in Korea. There aren't as many mookish ones but it only takes one mook to ruin your day.

Tonight we took a route that involved a street with sidewalks and a street with none. Of course I walked facing the direction traffic would be coming. I also kept the dog between me and the sidewalk.

We were about 20 to 25 feet from the end of the street, it ends in a T intersection. Down the street, to the right of the T, some mook is speeding . He whips onto the street I am walking down and missed me by about 4-5 inches. He continued racing off up the street.

What a fucking mook. The street was damp, and the temperature dropping. Black ice was forming. And this asshole drives like that. I wish I could have 5 minutes alone with him.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Mook of the Week

My mother and I were coming back from Halifax this morning. She was driving, but I didn't have my camera ready. After you come off the MacKay bridge, where Victoria Road merges into main street, we, almost literally, had a run in with one of the mookiest drivers I have ever seen here.

Where their road merged with ours, and they should yield, this asshat, in a piece of shit red Saturn, stayed beside us and then start drifting over into us. Mom knew enough from seeing the idiot coming that they would do something like that and was ready to drop back. Keep in mind there was NO ONE behind us, the mook could have easily come in behind us. Hell, there was no one in front of us. They could have sped up and moved in front. Instead the mook decided they needed to be where our car was.

At this point I whipped out the camera to get some pictures.



Including one of their license plate. Nova Scotia plate ADB03.


That wasn't the end of their stupidity though. As they sped ahead, once almost rear ending another car, they would drift so they were straddling the line between lanes for a while before finally going into the other lane.


There are four lanes in most spots and this idiot managed to straddle every lane for a while, and be in every lane.


If I had a cell phone I would have called the cops because they were definitely driving like they were drunk.


So if you are driving the Halifax-Dartmouth area and see a piece of shit red Saturn check for Nova Scotia license plate ADB03. If it is them you want them as far ahead or behind you as possible. They are a fucking accident waiting to happen.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

IRT: Deadliest Roads

Stig, episode 8 would have brought back many mook memories from Korea.

One of the truckers is taking her truck over a bridge that was only made for one vehicle. A mook sees her truck coming and decides he will head towards her ... on the bridge. Surprise, surprise, his side mirror ends up mangled and of course he is blaming it all on the foreign trucker.

He tried milking money out of her for the damage. She turned it around and said she wanted money for the scratch on her truck. He tried being indignant. She left paying him nothing.

Fucking mooks.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Lucky Mook

Fucking mook on the way home was lucky

My Great Aunt, more like a sister to my mom, is dying. We spent the evening at her bedside.

On the way home I came to an intersection. There is a short merge lane to the right and then two regular lanes. I waited just to be safe. There was an SUV coming but he was far enough back that i could have made it out into the regular lane. You can never be sure or drivers so i just pulled out into the merge lane.

Sure enough the cunt had sped up as soon as he saw me starting to turn into the merge lane. Next thing I see in the driver side mirror is this asshole stopped ... in the REGULAR lane ... behind me. He is blasting his horn, flashing his lights, and screaming. Keep in mind I am in the MERGE lane ... haven't even come NEAR the regular lane.

I wait about 8-10 seconds and the asshole is STILL stopped and acting out. Screw that noise, I start driving and pull into the regular lane. Thank you Mr. Mook.

He ends up behind us at the next lights. Once again there is blasting of the horn and lots of swearing. Fuck You this and pussy that. All I can do is chuckle, and fight the urge to give him the finger. My mother is starting to get concerned though. Is he going to try following us home? Is he going to try cutting us off? THAT started pissing me off. It was a hard enough night without this stupid piece of shit scaring my 78 year old mother.

I tell her not worry. Assholes like this don't usually have the stones to do anything. They are all show and no substance. You encounter a lot of them in Korea.

Sure enough. Asshole ends up beside us hiding behind his tinted windows b ut keeping pace. I grin at him. He peels away fast as he can. Fucking pussy. Part of me is glad he did that because my mother was getting worried. Part of me wishes he had gotten out or followed me because I have a lot of frustrations and could use someone to beat them out on.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Mook of the Week

After Hurricane Earl died down I went for a drive to look around. I ended up in Cow Bay at Silver Sands beach. They have a nice little parking lot there. It wasn't full when I got there, and there were some empty spaces when I left.


Some asshole driving a piece of shit white Camry, Nova Scotia license CDJ 182 decided he could park wherever he wanted. Of course that would require parking in an area clearly marked no parking. Parking in an area that people have to BACK UP INTO in order to get out of their parking spots. Ignoring the second little lot that had some empty parking spaces. That is quite a bit to ignore but hey CDJ 182 was clearly the mook for the task.


CDJ 182 is a pretty common mook. These are the idiots you will see that park in fire zones, handicapped spots, or any where they want to. The kind of idiots that flout not just the rules but also common courtesy.

CDJ 182, you are just a common mook and will probably never achieve anything better in life.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Mook of the Week

Yesterday my mother and I went to one of my Brother-in-law's cottage on a lake. It was a nice drive down Marine Drive except for one asshole on the way out.

Mom was driving. The road was empty ahead of us and at a glance it was behind too. Then I could hear a noise in the distance. I knew it was a car, it sounded like the guy needed a new exhaust. The speed limit was 70KPH and we were doing about 71-72 KPH.

The next thing we knew, on a DOUBLE SOLID yellow line, with a car coming in the opposite direction, some mook decides he had to pass.

Like I said we were doing 70ish. Mr. EPU 779 (Nova Scotia license plate) blew past us, must have been doing at least 100KPH. Driving his piece of shit noise maker with yellow rims.


At least he waited until he was well enough past us to get back in the proper lane. We were worried the moron was going to cut us off. Mind you I wouldn't have liked to be the go coming up in the other lane. He is close enough that the morons car is blocking the view of him.



A couple of minutes up the road (at 70 KPH) the speed limit dropped to 50 KPH. Mr. Mook was still blazing away through there. We caught a glimpse of him way ahead . Mind you I would rather have an asshole like that WAY ahead of me than nearby.

Mr. EPU 779 (Nova Scotia license plate) you are a menace to other drivers and a fucking stupid mook.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Moronic Drivers

There are some glaring differences between drivers in Korea and those in Canada. One aspect is how they deal with stop lights.

Many Koreans will simply ignore them. If there is nothing coming they will simply drive through. some drivers will go through even if something is coming. They won't even try to slow down let alone stop for the red. Usually, they will beep their horn as they speed toward the read light. Waiting is not in their play book.

If you are stopped for the red that can lead to problems. Drivers behind you, especially taxi drivers, will often start blasting their horn because they want you to run the red light. Or they want you to at least pull out into the intersection so they can go around you or make a right hand turn. If you ignore them the honking will continue. Sometimes it is accompanied by yelling and screaming. I have even seen them follow through the light when it goes green and then cut off the person who waited. All the while screaming at them.

Here it seems to be the opposite. Some drivers are SO damn slow to move when the light turns green. This isn't so bad when you are going straight through or making a right hand turn. When you have to make a left on a flashing green it can be frustrating. Especially at rush hour.

It is like they are in their own little world when the light changes. They sit there. No one beeps. Then they move after a few seconds. Mind you this doesn't happen with just the first driver. Often drivers behind are just as slow.

Now I am not saying everyone should nail the gas and tear out as soon as the light changes. However, if only 2-3 cars get through a flashing light that 7-8 SHOULD have been able to easily get through then there are some class A mooks screwing everyone else over.

A part of me wants to see what would happen when you get the two types of drivers together. A Korean driver behind one of these snail like Canadian idiots. I wonder who`s head would explode first? My money would be on the Korean driver but you never know.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Drivers

It has been hard to get used to driving here. I am so used to drivers in Korea ignoring the rules of the road that I am continually being surprised by drivers here obeying them. People actually stopping at the stop line at red lights. Drivers actually stopping for pedestrians!!! What the hell?!?!?!

I never understood the Korean aversion for stopping at crosswalks. Often they will drive right through while people are crossing. I always stopped for them in Korea. Often the driver behind me would get pissy and start blowing his horn. I would, as a friend so eloquently puts it, would signal them that they are Number 1 in sign language.

And there is a noticeable lack of horn blowing.

It is nice ... but kind of eerie. It will take some getting used too. :)