the long drive home

i hate driving. i really do. if i can walk, ride my bike or use public transit, i will. i try to avoid using my car at all costs- especially now that i live in montreal. unfortunately, circumstances led me to drive to work this morning. this in itself wasn't a major issue. it was the drive home that really cemented my dislike for cars, drivers and montreal traffic in general.

the drive home tonight took me some 50 minutes. it usually takes 20 (it takes 30 on my bike). the bumper to bumper drive was made worse by the fact that, for the most part, montreal drivers are a bunch of wankers. not once but twice on this particular drive was i honked at for not gridlocking. uh, hello- why would i enter the intersection when none of the cars are moving? i was honked at. then honked at again. then the car behind me snuck into the lane next to me (causing much more honking), slowed down with the window rolled down and gave me "the staredown". then i watched as they stopped 1/2 a car length ahead of me. good thing they got so angry. it really helped them on their commute. jerks!

i don't understand why people feel the need to do the slow drive-by. all it does is piss me off. and then there are 2 angry people on the road. it's not like i was doing something wrong. i was *not* causing gridlock. which, by the way, happens to be illegal (and comes with a decent fine). instead i got to watch people do just that and block traffic in all directions...which only added to the slowness of the commute. their self-righteousness drives me crazy. it's as though they think they're the only ones trying to get somewhere in a hurry, that they're the only ones who deserve to get home sooner then everyone else. that they, and only they, are wishing to be anywhere but their car.

i for one, was desperately missing my bike.
xo