hah, if you try to use a blinker in the Atl to indicate a lane change, people will actually speed up so you can’t get over. you have to just go for it…[/quote]
Not at all… I’ll always signal - but as soon as I see you speed up THAT’S when I cutover. At least then I know you saw me and my cutting in wasn’t a total surprise.
Also - This vent is to people who get “concerned” over road rage and like to slow down in the left lane when they’re being tailgated - here’s a bottom line tip above all others. If you are in the left lane and someone is going faster than you, GET OVER. Period. There is no discussion. There is no commentary to the contrary that extends beyond ego. Ever. There is no “I’m going the speed limit and you shouldn’t tailgate” or any other blah blah blah. Nada. Zip. ad infinitum, ad nauseum. I don’t care what your excuse is. So what if there are other open lanes. Passing on the right is unsafe, so don’t encourage the behavior. “But he’s tailgating me”, news flash - I don’t care. Move over. “You’re going faster than the speed limit”, again, don’t care - you’re not a cop and if you are and I’m dumb enough to ride your tail and haul buns past you, I deserve what I get.
Bottom line is move over and keep to the right if you want to be slower than anyone else trying to pass you. It’s not rocket science. Lose the ego. Stop being so freakin self-righteous. At least in Texas it’s the law - if you go slower than other traffic trying to pass - move over to the right. This really is one of those black-and-white issues with so little grey area as to be hardly worth a footnote.
It’s really the ONE MAJOR peeve I have. To anyone going slow in the left lane that got crunched - oh, so sad. You get no sympathy from me. The law may be on your side, but I really don’t care if you’re crippled now or your family of chinchillas or guniea pigs you just bought at the pet store in the backseat were turned into pate’ or burst into flame. IMHO you were the one with the ego trying to “force” a situation under your control and lost the gamble. It’s just like when I travel to LA every now and again for busness - yeah, I know the pedestrian has the right of way, but when I’m walking across the street I’m not one to jump on my justified high horse and argue the point with a 2500 pound piece of metal. I might win in theory, but I’d still be a hood ornament. My desire to martyr the cause for nonsensical self-righteousness doesn’t exist. I’ll leave that to the “I’ll Show You” pokers in the left lane that cause accidents…
Ahh… Wow - that feels MUCH better!