Speechless…
Here’s a interesting statistics for you: for every time that I’ve walked home, alone, at night from the Hastings/Kensington bus stop, I have almost been hit by a car at the above intersection.
Seriously, what the fuck?
The two times that I’ve walked home at night from that bus stop, I was almost hit by a left-turning car both times. Yes, it is true that my jacket is black, and I wear dark-coloured pants. I will also accept that I may be hard to see despite the intersection being fully lit and the fact that I was, at one point, in the path of the headlight of the vehicles that almost hit me. So, at least the first time around, I’m not going to claim that I am free of all faults.
However, in tonight’s incident, there were two other people walking directly behind me, both of whom were carrying umbrellas. Not see the guy in the black jacket? Fine. But how the bloody fuck do you miss a group of three people crossing a lit intersection, while heading in their direction?!
Had I not been cautious due to the previous incident, I would surely be, at best, interviewed for a police report, and, at worst, spending the night in a hospital. Juding from the fact that one of the other two walkers bumped into me when I stopped, I’m fairly certain that they would have at least walked into the side of the car.
From now on, I’m wearing my reflective band when walking home at night. I’d also like to carry a bazooka around so I can teach the fucker a lesson if it ever happens again, but I’m sure the law frowns upon things like that.
Tags: rant
October 27th, 2006 at 15:20
Hey man, if the law isn’t going to protect you, the vigilante justice FTW!
October 27th, 2006 at 21:07
My suggestion? Homing pidgeons with explosives strapped to them.
October 27th, 2006 at 23:29
I like how Curtis can’t spell his own name. :)
Carry around a paintgun for such purposes, or an airsoft gun with paint pellets.
November 5th, 2006 at 17:00
Or ‘pigeons’. I was chugging paint-thinner that day, you quiet!