Jehosaphaty
Jun 20, 2007, 07:51 PM
During my summers I work for the street department of my city. Usually I do concrete repair work on curbs and catchbasins (which involves tearing our previously existing concrete, forming, and then pouring new), but sometimes I do a bunch of random other stuff that needs done. Today I worked for a couple hours as a flagger.
Flaggers are those people you see holding stop/slow signs in construction areas directing when you can stop and go. After today I have a newfound appreciation for these poor blokes who risk their lives on busy highways and interstates.
I will just go right out and say it: women are generally awful drivers, and elderly women are the absolute worst. (I know men can't multi-task and they suffer from hot-rodding, but they at least gage speed more times then not. I understand that there are many a fine woman driver out there, I just have met very few of them.) On more than one occasion today I was almost popped by idiot old ladies on, of all things, cellphones yapping away and not paying attention to what they are doing. They come flying through the work zone with no abandon and then brake at the last possible second.
I spent the latter half of my time holding that flagstick contemplating why these little old ladies looked at me like I was trying to kill them with my slow sign as they slammed on their breaks almost pulverizing me. Jeez lady, I'm wearing a bright neon yellow shirt, you outta see me 1000 feet away.
Flaggers are those people you see holding stop/slow signs in construction areas directing when you can stop and go. After today I have a newfound appreciation for these poor blokes who risk their lives on busy highways and interstates.
I will just go right out and say it: women are generally awful drivers, and elderly women are the absolute worst. (I know men can't multi-task and they suffer from hot-rodding, but they at least gage speed more times then not. I understand that there are many a fine woman driver out there, I just have met very few of them.) On more than one occasion today I was almost popped by idiot old ladies on, of all things, cellphones yapping away and not paying attention to what they are doing. They come flying through the work zone with no abandon and then brake at the last possible second.
I spent the latter half of my time holding that flagstick contemplating why these little old ladies looked at me like I was trying to kill them with my slow sign as they slammed on their breaks almost pulverizing me. Jeez lady, I'm wearing a bright neon yellow shirt, you outta see me 1000 feet away.