Driving in New York is a tough slog day in and day out. You’ve already read about my road rage instances, but there’s more!
This morning, I was driving to work, and I tried to turn left after a car. Suddenly, a pedestrian stepped in front of my car. I slammed on the brakes, and didn’t get too close to running her over. However, she started yelling at me, and windmilling her arms. Shocked, I ended up acting derisively to her, telling her to move on, that she should stop running in front of cars if she doesn’t want to get hit. But after I drove on, I realized what I really wanted to say: I was SO SORRY!! I didn’t want to run her over!!
I think most people, when scared, react with anger. I know I did, and I am glad she is all right.
Of course later that morning, I avoided getting into two more accidents. One was with a truck that was not supposed to be driving on that section of street, and another that whipped in front of me without so much as a turn signal. It’s a fun day driving in the city.
When people at work are shocked that I take the train despite working in a bad neighborhood, they always say, “But it’s dangerous!” My reply is that I would rather take my chances on the train than hitting or getting hit by a car.New York