U-Turn

In your hurry to dart in front of my car and do your sudden 180º, it was probably lost on you that the “no U-turn” sign is there because of people like you. People who are in too big a hurry to “get somewhere” (as if we all aren’t trying to do that) to notice me slamming on my brakes behind you. I saw the eyes and headlights behind me, close enough to have sent us right back in a chain reaction to the hospital from which we just wheeled out of.

After all, why should the rules apply to you?

I strive, as do we all, for charity for those who have made mistakes. But with one more soul to take care of—one who wakes up from anesthesia haze and strains up against his seatbelt because you could not be bothered to follow the rules and undertake the herculean task of going half a mile to make a legal U-turn—perhaps I can be forgiven for thinking you are just a dimwitted, thoughtless POS.