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How ‘bout that?

Posted: March 11, 2014 9:03 a.m.
Updated: March 12, 2014 5:00 a.m.

How ‘bout riding in the backseat of a car driven by someone who uses the method of driving where you speed up until you’re almost on top of another car and then you hit the brakes hard? How ‘bout that indeed?

How ‘bout adding two other fully grown adults to that backseat with you? How ‘bout having the music turned up really loud and coming out of two sub-woofers that with every beat feel like a gorilla is punching you in the back? How ‘bout taking all that and getting stuck in Saturday beach traffic? Jealous yet?

Anyone who would put a sub-woofer into a car is suspect to begin with, but to install two of them is just completely ridiculous! What are you trying to prove? That you enjoy destroying your hearing? That you are completely willing and able to make your passengers miserable for a very long period of time? Maybe I’m not cool, but I do not enjoy having my hearing damaged by someone else’s very poor choices.

It’s the way I used to feel about restaurants that allowed patrons to smoke inside. It’s simply not acceptable. If someone wants to ruin his or her own health, well go ahead. Knock yourself out. But do it privately. Do it in a way that doesn’t harm anyone else around you.

Back to the car trip, I believe there are many reasons to carpool in this world -- it is environmentally conscious, saves gas, saves mileage, and wear and tear on your car. Those are all good reasons, but they seemed so distant during a recent eight-hour (should have been five-hour) car trip I took with some friends. It’s funny: you can love a person to death on a daily basis but after being crammed into a car with them for long enough, even the strongest love can be subject to feelings of irritation.

The driver was completely to blame. All the backseat occupants discussed the car ride after it was (finally) over and we decided that the state of South Carolina should never have awarded this young man a driver’s license. Seriously, it was a matter of pedal to the metal then slamming brakes. I’m sure it didn’t make matters any better that we all commented on this repeatedly, but really it’s hard to hold your tongue when your life is already in your hands. Only so much can be held at once.

I’ve never understood the mindset of drivers who cut over in traffic, especially on the interstate, without signaling. It’s completely irresponsible, illegal and rude. You would think, when more than one other driver has beeped at you and shared a certain type of hand gesture with you, that maybe you would chill out and try to operate your vehicle in a safer manner, but no. This guy would not.

What I really don’t understand is how or why we elected him to be our chauffeur. I guess a part of it has to do with the fact that he has an SUV and everyone else has trucks or sedans.

I guess none of us had ridden with him for an extended period of time before this trip and we were willing to give him a chance. Sometimes I think my friends and I are just too accepting.

What I realized after about the first hour was that I have little patience when I’m sitting in a backseat. Luckily I had a window seat. My friend who had the unfortunate luck of riding in the middle came very close to vomiting a few times. She told the driver it was because of his driving. After she said that, he was even worse.

I was so happy when I finally got out of that automobile and into my own. My sweet little Corolla had never been sweeter. I felt a sense of utter relief and gratitude to be reunited with my dear little car. As I sometimes do, I had a little conversation with myself while driving home. The point of the talk was that in regards to possible future excursions, I’m either driving myself, riding with someone that I know for certain is a good driver or I’m staying home. How ‘bout that?


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