Infinite Stupidity in Infiniti
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Oh my god, is it just me or are dicks out in full force these last few days? It’s like a bloody sausage fest at the Berlin Love Parade, except without the trance, ecstasy, good friends, and awesome raves. There have been too many close encounters that we don’t have any pictures to show the worst of the offenders. I do have this photo of this toolbag in his early 50′s driving a merlot Infiniti Gx4 SUV on Sepulveda with a 4 license plate (again, likely longtime L.A. resident) in post rush hour traffic. You think this guy traveled this alternate route to the 405 Fwy enough times to know that at the point near the 405 overpass just south of Ventura, the #1 lane turns into a left turn only lane. Even if one did have a lapse of judgment, there are plenty of signs as well as fat, short lane markings that tell you that the lane is ending. It’s called paying attention while you’re driving–such a novel concept for the average Angeleno. What did jackass here do? He didn’t wake up until the very last second when his lane was about to end and started veering his wheel to his right into the #1 through lane…directly toward the front left quarter panel of my brand new car. Not only did this twatbag fail to signal like a typical L.A. native, but he failed to check his mirrors or blind spot. I honked and slammed my brakes to avoid dealing with his insurance company–I have way too much on my hands at the moment to deal with someone else’s stupid sh*t, not to mention I just finished dealing with someone denting our other brand new car just 1 day after we bought it. You would think he learned his lesson, right? Not so. He continued to drift aimlessly from both southbound lanes without signaling, cutting off other drivers and at times driving way too close to the car in front. When I managed to pass this accident waiting to happen near Wilshire, I looked over and saw this clueless pile of compost in a short-sleeved, striped polo shirt with a bland grin on his face that could only be a product of countless hours of playing golf without sunscreen. I wonder how many people in this town continue to repeat their mistakes, taking the reflexes and attentiveness of other drivers for granted.
Filed under: aggressive, car lights, clueless, observation, tailgating