The handicapped are assholes, too.

Original post: July 27, 2007

On my way home from work today, I very nearly hit someone. Not a driving someone. A walking someone.

The way that I normally drive home, due to the way our streets are set up, involves me driving down Cooper past the Riverline station, then making a left on Hickory, the next street over from where I live, then basically making a U-turn to get to my place. As I drove down Hickory today, however, I noticed that there was a person wanting to cross the street from my left. Yes, he was handicapped. A little gimpy. He was probably on his way home from the train station after a long day. He had his little backpack on and a smile. And he still had a ways to go to in order to make it into the street. I was going fast enough that I could pass him quickly before he got there.

Or so I thought. As I got closer, he continued to walk into the street. I sped up only slightly to try and make it. He continued walking, with complete disregard to anything happening around him. I had to slam on my brakes in order to let him meander out of my way. All the while, he refused to look at anything having to do with the world around him.

I glared at him as he strode past. When there was enough room, I peeled rubber down the street. Seriously, I have nothing against handicapped people, but when you think you can do WHATEVER you want because of the way you are, you've got another thing coming. If you're going to be oblivious to the one ton piece of metal traveling down the street at a respectable speed, you deserve to be run over. People like that are dangerous, not only to themselves, but to the vehicles around them. They shouldn't be let out of the house unsupervised if they're going to do things like that.

That is all.