To All Of You Slow Ass Drivers Out There…

I don’t know why you drive slow. Maybe you are old and rickety with bad reaction times, maybe the car you are driving is old and rickety with bad reaction times, maybe you can’t see three feet past the hood of your car, or maybe you just don’t give a damn. Whatever the reason, it is your business I suppose to drive how you see fit.

But… There is something you should know. You are creating a situation that inspires other people to react to, many times their reactions being bad decisions.

One of my boys is in high school. He is a senior this year with just a few months left on his sentence. A guy he knows fairly well, they talk cars and guy stuff, he doesn’t come over and hang out or spend the night or anything, they are just school buddies.

This kid and his girlfriend got behind some slow ass the other day. There were two other cars stuck behind Mr. Slow Ass. For whatever reason this kid decides to pass all three cars at once. He hit an oncoming vehicle head on in the other lane killing his girfriend instantly, and he passed shortly after his helicopter ride to Vanderbilt hospital in Nashville. The driver of the other vehicle survived. My boy attended a memorial service at the high school today. Right now he is in his room, very quiet.

Now I will be the first to say this terrible incident (I refuse to use the word accident except in rare cases) was not the fault of our slow ass driver. This kid took his chances when he made the pass, as we all do when it is time to pass a slow ass. Nope it was not the slow asses fault. but this slow ass and all of his slow ass buddies need to know that they create dangerous scenarios like this every single day. The thing that really ticks me off is, after a terrible incident such as this, they probably walk around oblivious to their part in the tragedy.

Not thirty minutes ago I was on my way home from picking up the wife at work. We got behind a slow ass. There were five cars behind this slow ass. Four were bunched up right behind him, the fifth was holding back leaving a couple of car lengths between him and the slow train. Well a passing zone presented itself and four of the five cars got around the slow ass. Leaving the slow ass, the content guy stuck behing the slow ass (he did not bother passing the slow ass even though there was plenty of clear straightaway) and me. There was a hill coming up, and I knew I could not get around them both safely, so I decided to pass Mr. Content, then get around the slow ass with the next opportunity.

Just as I got abreast of Mr. Content, the slow ass slowed, then flashed his signal indicating a left turn, with me quickly gaining on him. If it weren’t for the fact that Mr. Content had some decent following distance this could have turned out badly. As it is I owe Mr. Content an apology, as well as a thank you. I have had much closer calls than this, but this was a little too close for comfort.

And I will bet you a cheap cup of coffee and a donut that the slow ass probably doesn’t even have a freakin clue how close he was to being involved in an incident.

Every day I am out on the highways. Every day I see slow asses. Every day I pass some slow ass. Every day I see the situations setup by slow asses. Almost every day I see people making bad decisions and many times I see close calls that could have been really bad incidents because of some slow ass.

I just want to take a moment and tell you slow asses that you are not entirely innocent when bad things happen. You are not as benign as you think you are. You are the chaos factor, floating around without a clue, setting up bad scenarios every time you hit the highway. Dense, thick headed and oblivious, I fail to see the entitlement you recieve to act the way you do. Every day that goes by I see you more and more as the threat to everyones safety that you really are.

Let me state clearly that I am not the kind of driver that has to get everywhere in a damned hurry. No, I am content to do 60 – 63 in a 55 zone, I know my chances of getting a ticket increase as I approach 10 mph over the limit. I have no desire to drive fast, I just have no wish to be held hostage by some sum bitch doing 40-45 in a 55. And half of them can’t even be consistent at that. Oh no, it will be 45, then 40, then down to 35, then back up to 45. It is maddening when you get behind these people. It is no wonder other drivers make the bad choices they do when faced with being stuck behind these slow asses.

I have come to the opinion that people that drive should be subjected to some sort of test that checks for vision, reaction times, and competency (well beyond memorizing the traffic laws). This test should be mandatory for getting a license to drive and then taken every 5 years after you hit 50 years of age. I would be the first in line to take my test, and gladly hand over my right to drive if and when I fail this test.

It will never happen though. I know that a slow ass has a certain freedom in this country to be a slow ass. I also know there is no law against being a slow ass. But I do wonder, how many head on collisions or other incidents and near misses are the result of a scenario setup by a slow ass? I would bet a 5 dollar cup of coffee that this statistic, if it were kept, would be staggering. I have a hunch it is a scary number.

Now I have to fight the urge to knock on this slow asses door tomorrow morning and tell him what I think of his driving. Writing this, I can tell the fire has dwindled a bit. But next time you see a slow ass, think of this post. Take a good look at what you see happening, and please come back and tell me what you see. Or if you have a tale I’d love to hear it.

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10 thoughts on “To All Of You Slow Ass Drivers Out There…

  1. I hate guys who drive slowly. They are a bore

    • …and they are dangerous. The dense, thick headed and oblivious should stay home or get someone that is not dense, thick headed and oblivious to drive them.

      If these people were not dense, thick headed and oblivious, they would A: pull over and let the train of cars behind them pass. or B: Find the accelerator and keep a decent, constant, speed.

      If keeping a decent constant speed feels like you are doing 150 mph maybe you should get out from behind the wheel…?

      • Brother those idiots annoy.
        And it’s worse in our roads which only a few are dual carriage and then the idjit in front of you is breaking so often while driving at some slow speed. You want to die

      • You know in some cases when it is really bad like that and I feel my blood pressure rising, I will pull off to the side of the road (conditions permitting) and just wait for 4-5 minutes. Give myself time to calm down and the slow ass time to get on down the road a piece.

        I’ll do the same thing when a tailgater decides to ride my bumper or some idjit with 4 damn headlights gets right behind me. I can’t understand how they can’t see that they are lighting up the car like a football stadium, and they just don’t seem to care. I will pull over and let em go. I have to have some sort of strategy to deal with these people to keep me from blowing a gasket!

      • Most times, I have no time to pull over. I will keep driving and when I get an opportunity to overtake, I roll down the window and show them the proverbial finger as a sign of my displeasure

      • I knew you had it in you Mak. 🙂 🙂

        There are times I let the finger fly too. With a bit of car horn to boot. These days most of my finger flying moments are at the people who have the Super Heavy Duty, Twice as Bright as the Sun Headlights, that are spotlighting me. Then an extra finger for those sum bitches that have not just two, but FOUR of them! Insanely bright headlights and slow drivers, make for a terrible night driving experience… and a lot of flying fingers. I may need to sign myslef up for the Road Rage Anonymous group now that I think about it.

        I can remember a time whan drivers were more courteous. I can remember when respect for other drivers was a tangible thing. I can remember when people lent a helping hand to stranded drivers. I have seen it go from there, to the “it’s all about me” crowd. I guess the first true sign of being an old codger is remembering the old days with fondness, and complaining about the way it is now. Right after I sign up for RRA, I guess I need to send off for my AARP card.

      • When you sign in, make a place for me too my friend.
        The lights get to my nerves too but anyone who drives like they are on a wedding procession pisses the hell out of me. I never let them go in peace.

      • Will do Mak. I’ll sign you in and save you a seat. 🙂

  2. Slow drivers are dangerous. What really irks me is on the Interstate or a four-lane road a slow driver won’t keep right. There are signs posted “slow traffic keep right”. But apparently that applies to everyone else except them.

    I’m always in a hurry. I admit I’m a lead-foot Lucy. It really is irritating to get behind some darned ole Sunday driver.

    • Lol! That’s what i call a LLC. Left Lane Camper, and another topic for my road irritant self. I don’t think I have road rage so much as road friggin irritation. I do not do well with dumb asses.

      …and LLC’s are definately dangerous. They are a more deadly version of the regular old slow ass, that hasn’t a clue that the left lane is for faster traffic and emergency vehicles. The left lane is NOT there for your Sunday driving convenience!!

      If I were a cop/state trooper I would be working overtime pulling these people over.

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