How could she
interstate, I looked over to my left and
there was a woman in her brand new
Mercedes doing 65 miles per hour.
With her face up next to her rear view mirror
putting on her makeup!
I looked away for a couple seconds and when
I looked back she was halfway over in my
lane, still working on that damn makeup!!
Well, I'm a man, but this sight scared me so badly,
I dropped my electric razor, which knocked the donut
out my other hand, then while trying to straighten
out the car using my knee, it knocked my cell phone
away from my ear which fell into the coffee between
my legs, splashed and burned my crotch, ruined the
damn phone and disconnected a very important call!!
LOUSY WOMEN DRIVERS!!
Not to rain on a funny thread, but I just read an article from...something, I'll have to find it to get the source info ... that said that accident rates for people talking on the cell phone are equal to those of intoxicated drivers.
So, we'd *never* drive drunk - and the criminal penalties are FIERCE and getting worse (in Maryland, at least, you CANNOT buy a GUN if you have a DUI on your record -- how wierd is that?), but most of us spend 10-50% of our drive time on the phone without thinking much about it. I know I've had near misses, and am trying to cut down. But we all should quit cold turkey!
To put it in another light, we could (should?) have a group like MADD putting out TV commercials saying, "My Mommy was killed by a cell-phoning driver." Hard to believe. But, I suppose drunk driving laws were hard to imagine back in the day, as well.
Very disturbing!
-S
I know all about shaving while driving,And it is quite hard to steer with one leg,while shaving the other!
And cell phones,man I hate them!Really,I got so mad at being disconnected during a conversation for the 100th time,I rolled down my window and tossed it!And funny how this conversation started swaying toward cell phone accidents.One of the porters at work was coming back from lunch thursday when a woman on a cellphone ran a stop sign and t-boned him,flipping his ranger.She was trapped in her suv for a while,but of course was still on the cellphone!The scariest thing about it was,it was a dead end.Thats right,the street she was on ended at the highway he was traveling on.So,that makes me wonder,where was her head at?Didnt she see she was running out of road?But anyway,Have somebody apply some ointment to that burn.It wont help,but it sure will feel good during application!
Tom
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Let's face it. Cars, trucks and vans have become second homes for as long as I can remember. So eating and/or drinking, and a host of other stuff, have become a way of life in them. Then the 1970s CB craze and it seemed everyone had one. Of course, the truckers had those forever. When carphones first came out, they were too expensive/ungainly to handle AND drive at the same time. But when cellphones came out....Ack! At least with pagers, you had to pull over and find a phone to call back.
I must admit, I have a Tracfone for emergencies but I am not one for long discussions about nothing on a phone. Whenever I had to use it, I pulled over first. Otherwise, it is used if in town and just checking back to see if anything is needed from the store (other than what is on the shoppinglist). Have had a couple of friends get into accidents because of cellphone screwups.
Nothing I dislike more on the road than people who don't take driving serious enough.
You know ..the ones who drive 5 miles to work & back home. Being Just a form of conveyance to the mall or work.
My wife does it all of the time!
Make it short, someone pulled out in front of me, jumped on the brakes, and he ran up under my bumper, of course.
He got out, majorly bent because it “all your fault for driving so Severe Profanity Masking removed by FTE slow”. I calmly suggested he get back in his car and clear the road so people could get by. That the speed limit was 25 and I’d already called it in.
He popped off about the speed limit "being for damned fools, if you didn’t get caught who cares!'"
I told him it was a limit, not a suggestion. I also didn’t mention the Cop standing behind him when he said it, just let him run his mouth.
He got a ticket, following to close and careless. He started running his mouth again, his cell phone rang, when he answered it the Cop told him in no uncertain terms to turn it off, and shut up, he had plenty more blank tickets.
The last thing the kid said was about the fact his whole front end was trashed, I had a slight scratch on the bottom my step bumper, not even bent.
The Cop looked at my 82 F150, the kid’s rice burner and made my day with his answer.
“Kid, that truck’s got more steel in it’s bumper than your whole car.




