Driving to work this morning looked like this. Vaguely… It was overcast and kind of drizzly.
I was driving down 5th under the monorail when some idiot decided to cut over both of the solid white lines almost into me.
I honked my horn, very un-Seattle of me I know. He honked back. I therefore flipped him the bird.
My office is the next right (and right again).
“I didn’t see you.”
“You almost killed me. You crossed two solid white lines.”
He mumbled something unintelligible. Maybe drunk.
I drove off and into my parking garage.
If you don’t know how to drive and are doing things that are blatantly illegal — because they might kill someone — you might want to stand down.