Trashy Drivers in Tacky Cars

I very nearly met my maker this morning, and I can assure you that I was not pleased.

There I was, waiting patiently on the corner of Rainier Avenue and the eastbound I-90 Off-Ramp. The light turned to "walk", and I started out into the intersection when the car nearest me (a predictable SUV with the most common looking gold accesory package) decided to pull out in front of me. I jumped back (rather gracefully, I might add) and the motorist, oblivious of me, turned right and proceeded down the avenue.

The driver was your typical doofus: baseball cap, gold chains, sports attire. I suppose he thought he looked "sporty" in a suburban sort of way. But the fact remains that he nearly killed me, and what a dreary way that would have been to go. Squashed under the tires of a tacky car with gold accesory package.

It's part of the bigger problem of stupid people driving cars that are too big for them. I can't imagine where they get the money for them: probably from predatory lenders, which leaves us pedestrians with the wan hope that they will default sooner than later, and the car will return to the hands of the dealer - but they will just turn around and sell the thing again to another doofus: They are the only people who would want such a car.

But I think the thing that disturbed me the most was this individual's eyebrows: Apperently the "latest thing" among this set is to shave chunks out of them, which leaves them looking like myopic and clumsy drag queens. I've seen this look before, and the only consolation is the knowledge that they eyebrows won't grow back.