Friday, January 23, 2009

Red Light


I'm in my car, stopped at a red light just like everyone else. Since there's really not much I could do, I just look around to see if there are any hot girls or strangers picking their noses in the cars to my left or right. Of course, even if there were, I don't usually do much afterwards. I have wandering eyes and like seeing hot girls or weird mishaps. It's not like I'll ever strike up a conversation with them saying "That is a great nose picking technique...teach me".

Anyway, while stopped at a red light, I usually just check out the cars stopped around me. This is where I can't help but laugh because I find amusement at stopping at red lights with traffic. What amuses me enough that I find myself laughing in my car? Those dumb fucks that inch up while they're stopped at a red light. It's really funny if you think about it. What's the most you can inch your car up at a red-light? A few inches?

"Where do you think YOU'RE going?" is what I usually wonder that makes me laugh. Way to go, you're now an inch or two closer to your destination. What a riot! You can't move forward until the car in front of you anyway so inching up is useless.

I probably think much like what a killer whale thinks as it watches a seal desperately trying to swim away. "Heh heh, where do you think you're going?"

You're going no where. The only time I find it useful to inch up is if you wanna be a dick like myself by inching up to prevent ANYONE from thinking they could change lanes into the space in front of you. Really, what the hell's with people inching up while stopped at a red light? You're only a few inches closer to your destination. The only difference, no matter how negligible, is that you ended up wearing down your brakes more than had you not inched up.

Watching people inch up in traffic is funny. Is being an inch or two closer to your destination that important that you feel the need to do so at a stop light? If it is, I guess you have a whole set of other things to worry about besides me laughing at you from my car when I see you doing so.

Oh well, maybe I'm just so pathetic that I need to laugh at people to feel better about myself.