And every friggin' time I want to back into it, even after I signal and the whole nine yards, the friggin' jerk (for wanting of a more accurate adjective) behind me, seems to have a problem with the fact that I want to back into my driveway off the main street and in order to do that I have to kind of approach my driveway with my directional on, and kind of turn out to cut my truck into the driveway! There really is no other way to do it!:af: So everytime I back in, someone honks their horn or something!:af: So today, I go to back into my driveway and there is nobody behind me as I begin the process, then all of a sudden, this still carrying her baby fat broad in a new Volkswagon bug, with her cell phone cemented to her friggin' head, comes roaring up behind me honkin' her friggin' horn!:af: So sitting in the middle of the road, I open my door and I start screaming at her "Do you have a friggin' problem with me backing into my friggin' driveway?????" and it goes on from there. :af: I just don't understand why friggin' people are in such a friggin' hurry all the time????:af: :af: :af: They just suck!!!!! I need a few beers now!:buds: :gu: :gu: :gu: :gu: :splat:

Big Fish.....you sure you weren't pulling up my driveway?.....it's like deja vu all over again.......even worse lately with the narrow cut due to the snow banks...:af:

That would bug me a little, too. If I were you, I'd approach my driveway such that you diagonally cutting off traffic in both directions so there is no question whatsoever that you are backing in. Then wave to all the people like you're driving a semi so they feel good about stopping out of the kindness of their hearts to let you back in. If that doesn't work, I recommend either the Sam Adams Winter Lager or Flying Fish IPA.

two words.

pack heat. :rude:

People are so impatient its sickening. I've seen em' almost run old ladies down so they can make a light, then what do they do???

Pull into friggin Dunkies to fill their fat freaking face with a crueller.
Oh yea that was so important for you to get there quickly. You miserable sack of S%$T. The crap I see every day driving into southie is unbelievable.

Good grumpage....though it gives us things to talk about at lunch every day. Just need some good drugs or alcohol.....or both!!
:D

You're right, whats the hurry.Yesterday I sat in traffic for 3 hours on I-84 cause of an accident. This guy in a BMW with NY plates comes zipping up on the shoulder, so this trucker from down south who looked like he could play for ZZ Top squeezes over so he can't get buy.So this suit in the bimmer puts on his flashers, pops his umbrella and goes up to cab to talk to the trucker!
I don't know what his story was, but the truck didn't move.
Some people just don't get it.

Bill

Jimbo...that is good advice, and I do usually approach my driveway form the opposite direction, but it doesn't always work out that way! You know how it is! Thanks for the recommendations on the beer!:buds:

I had a woman following me, blowing her horn for some perceived infraction, all the way through town. Don't know what I did and really didn't care by the time we hit Main St. With traffic backed up. Everyone was stopped dead and she was still blowing the friggin' horn and shaking her fist. So's I get out and ask"Do you have any idea who I am?" And she gives her best snotty "No, And I don't care who the hell you are!" And I say "That's right, you don't , I COULD be a serial killer or a rapist but I'm not. I'm just a guy driving home from a hard day's work who doesn't know what the hell is wrong with you, shall I follow you home to get better acquainted? Or should we just drop it?" She turned as white as a sheet and dropped it. bitch:mad:

I like the way you handle yourself Backbeach, I do the same thing! Many times I have put my vehicle in park, right in the middle of traffic mind you, and walked to the car behind me and man....they turn beat red and get all nervous when they see my 6'5" 300 pound frame extract itself from my vehicle and walk back to their car! I got no problem makin' a scene, and have many times. My friends call me "Captain Road Rage"!:af: :af: :af:

All she had to do was toot a couple of times, not for half a friggin mile. I figure that I did her a favor and forced her to consider the consequences of that BS. There are some REAL crazy bastages out there. I really try not to get angry while driving, that causes accidents. And in an accident your car turns into a real man-eater.:eek:

i got the same problem,stuck on a main drag with a 25 mile an hour speed limit and #^&#^&#^&#^&#^&#^&#^&s doing 45-50 on it.one of tehse days im gonna get jacked and probalbly die of a stroke while wringin theyre frign necks.if i shuvvel theyre cell phone up theyre ass i wonder if theyd call themselves to let them selves know?

Oh I get the horns and #^&#^&#^&#^& all the time when I have to back in the boat, sometimes I take a long time to do it so I can really give them something to honk about:). Then there are the idiots, that zoom on by when just enough room has cleared, even as I'm inching forward again to straighten things out a bit, one of these days I'm going to run my front end right down the side of one.

GS, I have crap happen all the time too, pulling the boat.
They have to zoom past me and cut in front when I'm approaching a redlight, so that I have to slam the brake to avoid creaming their ass-end. I have had to veer into the shoulder to avoid accidents when they do that.
Freaking idiots have no concept that it may take me a little longer to stop pulling 3000 lbs of hardware. I had a guy pissed at me once on the highway cuase I was going too slow, so when he got in front of me, my jammed his brake and I nearly lost the whole rig, plus I had my son with me. I called the state police ASAP and gave his plate #, but i doubt anything came of it, just
another A-hole.....

These are the reasons, I put her in a slip and will from now on.

I have to drive into Boston everyday, and it REALLY gets me going when some ahole decides he's not going to merge along with everybody else because he's more important and that extra car length is the matter of life or death. If everybody acknowledged the merge, and merged correctly by alternating lanes, the whole experience would take everyone less time. Alas, some ahole in a BMW will always decide that he's more important.

Accordingly, I NEVER EVER let people who aren't merging fairly in ahead of me. We'll go side by side while I roll down the window, hawk up a solid ball of phlegm, and launch the gooey blob onto his side window. The expression is always PRICELESS when that suckers dripping down the window. They almost always merge correctly afterwards.

Merging....don't ya love the buttheads who think that a merge sign is a "pass now at all costs" sign? Or the flamers who thing yield means "don't look just keep going" My personal fave is the jerk who just has to stay in the far left lane until he's perfectly perpendicular to his exit. Then everyone has to stop for him to exit. He's the joker who trashes I-495 every Friday nite from Rt.117 to the Mass Pike.:af: :smash: