We have snow today for the first time. That makes it Forget How To Drive Day.
I submit the following from my drive to City M this morning for a prenatal appointment:
1) the first time my ABS system kicked in on a clear-looking road, I realized that yeah, this stuff was for real
2) the driver in front of me on the route to City M consistenly skidded and fishtailed EVERY time we got stopped for a light and started up again
3) cars stopped in the ditch on my side of the road, facing me
4) that same driver from #2 fishtailed EIGHT times on the entrance ramp to the highway; every time he straightened, he’d accelerate and fishtail again (he had a Toyota Tacoma, if that makes a difference)
5) and the driver from #2 and #4 who, on entering the highway, immediately got up to 60mph and disappeared
6) the SUV driver behind me on the exit ramp of the highway who, despite seeing me from about a half mile back with my brake lights on, proceeded to get right. up. behind. me.
I know you have antilock brakes, 4 wheel drive, and an SRS system that work together to keep your car safe. Despite that, guess what? You can’t drive through me. It takes the Blue Minivan Of Doom a while to stop, and I’m going to take that while because it means I live to stop again. If you hit me, I’ll cry about my 20-week-pregnant self to the insurance company and get a huge mental distress settlement; all I have to do is tell any judge that due to the baby, I can’t take painkillers for whiplash *and* that I worried for the next 20 weeks of the pregnancy that something would go wrong due to you wanting to exit the highway fifteen seconds sooner. Look at me and see seven figures of dollar signs. Is it worth it? I don’t think so. Keep a reasonable distance back from me. Jerk.
PS: I kept a huge space-cushion between me and Mr. Fishtail, and that’s why I didn’t hit him all those times he failed to move in a straight line. You witnessed this. Get a clue.
Snow is not an apocalyptic occurrence in this part of the world. After the first snowfall, people generally remember, oh, yeah! It’s slippery! Just not the first time.
Oh, yeah–the baby is fine.