Driving in Las Vegas is an adventure. By adventure we mean arguably the worst thing since paper cuts and bleu cheese. Yes, drivers in the valley leave a lot to be desired and today we take them on.
As a driver on Blue Diamond Road nearly every day, I have been witness to, and involved in everything. I was hit by a tractor trailer that decided to plow through me when a light turned green. Oh, and I had a motorcyclist chase me because I had the gall to drive in my lane while he split lanes. (I shook him at the 15 ramp at the Silverton).
Just recently I was picking up my kid from daycare in Southern Highlands. The one lane road I was on has a speed limit of 35 miles per hour. So, as is customary, I drive 40. Please don’t arrest me – but we all know there’s a little wiggle room. A guy in a big RAM truck who looks like he has never used the flatbed once in his life starts riding my ass. I see in the rear view he does the “hand brush”, as to tell me to go faster and risk getting a ticket so this stranger can get to his Napoleon Complex Anonymous meeting faster.
I waved at him. This caused him rage. He flipped me off. I threw a thumbs up. He then… took the next right into his subdivision. The amount of vitriol he had for the fact I wasn’t going fast enough over the speed limit to delay him by approximately four seconds! It’s hysterical.
We’ve all seen the drivers we can’t stand. Multiple times. I tried to list a bunch of them here, but let me know if I missed anything!