I hate people who don't signal. Abhor, despise, loathe. Because they DON'T SIGNAL. You know, WHILE they are DRIVING.
"Do de do de do.... I'm just driving along at 85 MPH... La de da de da... I'm surrounded by several hundred car moving along at equivalently high speeds, crammed together on this narrow stretch of freeway... Do de do de do... I guess I'll just cross five lanes of traffic without signaling RIGHT NOW... Oops, did I do that?"
Of course at this point I have no choice but to shriek like a girly-man, stand up on my brakes, and engage in a wide repertoire of obscene ASL.
It's called a signal, Doofs! USE IT! Who's with me?! Huh?! HUH?!
Hm? What? Why, yes it was a bad morning on the Beltway, why do you ask?
There is a guy in Flagstaff Arizona who wishes he had signaled back in 1997. Right, Ammon?
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