dear drivers of san francisco…

your car comes prefitted with two blinking lights, easily controlled by an up/down switch (which refers to enabling the right or left light) that is typically found on the left side of your steering column (this is what holds that big wheel that you usually place your hands on when you’re not talking on your phone). these lights are handy for indicating to other drivers that when you’re sitting in the middle of the fucking road like a moron whether you intend to just sit there, or perhaps turn in one direction or another.

you may also be surprised to find that the roads are often built with what we call “curbs”. these are areas along the side of the road where you can actually move out of the flow of traffic to safely talk shit with your bitches or sell dope to a passerby, and then you don’t have to worry about being hit, or forcing cars behind into into incoming traffic. it’s often customary for people to use the aforementioned lights and then pull over to the curb when they have decided to cease moving in a forward position, rather than sitting in the middle of the fucking road like a moron.

yours truly,

–j

18 October 2006 | commuting, livin' for the city, stupid people | Comments