Who needs order when you can create your own chaos on the BART platform?
There is a reason why there are black rectangles on the BART platform -- they tell passengers where the doors of the BART train are going to be when the train comes to a stop. Because of these handy indicators, passengers can form orderly lines while awaiting the arrival of the train. Most people have a solid understanding of this principle. But, as always, there are those few idiots who just don't have the brain power to pull it off. I'm talking specifically about the people who, even when a line has already formed at a rectangle, insist on forming another line at the same rectangle. The concept should be readily apparent -- when a line has already formed at a rectangle, you go to the end of the line and wait behind the people who were there ahead of you. Contrary to stupid belief, you DO NOT form your own line so that you can cleverly cut in front of people without blatantly cutting in front of them. A few days ago, I was second in line at one of the rectangles, when a man who obviously had shit for brains decided to form his own line right next to the line I was standing in. The line I was standing in wasn't even very long, but Shit For Brains had to be first in his own little universe. And then inevitably, more people started lining up behind Shit For Brains. Holy shit, people suck. Unfortunately, this isn't an uncommon occurrence, as there are more Shit For Brains out there than one would think. There's a reason why we have to line up when we're in elementary school -- it's to prevent us from growing up into adults who think it's acceptable to form two lines at one rectangle on the BART platform. I've always thought that BART should follow in the footsteps of the Washington D.C. metro, where there are no rectangles on the platforms, creating a free-for-all situation. Paradoxically, this method causes less chaos than the orderly rectangles of BART. So, I say BART should either abolish the rectangles completely or install a system whereby anyone stupid enough to form a second line at a rectangle is pushed off the platform into the path of an oncoming train. Who's with me?
The Stinky Cheese Man
Back with a vengeance... *Disclaimer -- If you're reading this and don't know me, you shouldn't be here. But you are, so for all you mentally challenged morons...the contents of this blog should not be taken seriously as this blog is just a collection of stupid bullshit that goes through my mind on a daily basis. It is a safe space for me to vent my daily frustrations, and absolutely no harm is intended. You have been warned.
Thursday, April 01, 2004
Sunday, March 28, 2004
2001 Honda Civic equipped with rocket launcher...
I was driving home on Highway 24 tonight when something quite unexpected happened. I was in the third lane from the right, next to the fast lane doing about 70-75 mph. Ahead of me in the lane directly to my right was a big rig going about 60 mph. And in the far right lane was a stupid creep who for reasons unknown, decided to move over into the lane to his left, right in back of the truck that was going 60. So I was coming up fast and was about to pass the truck when the fuckass who just moved in back of it decided to move into my lane, but only when I was close enough to hit him. I was going about 70 and because the loser had just moved out from behind a slow truck, I had no choice but to tailgate him if I didn't want to slam on the brakes. This went on for a few seconds as I waited for the dipshit to start speeding up because there was absolutely no one in front of him. Instead, he hit his brakes ON PURPOSE so as to cause me to crash or slam on my brakes or something. Not only was he the worst driver in the world but an asshole on top of that. At that point, I was irate and went to town on him with my horn, which was the first time in my life that I've ever honked at someone on the freeway. I finally found a gap in front of the truck on my right, moved into that lane and sped past the fuck while flipping him off. And to top that off, as I was approaching my exit some dipshit in an Integra decided to move into my lane. I saw his signal and, out of the goodness of my heart, let him in. As if to repay me, he drove about two miles per hour all the way off the ramp, which was also done on purpose to piss me off. I don't understand why the hell people are such bad drivers and, to top it all off, feel the need to be assholes. If you're going to be a horrible driver, the least you can do is try not to fuck others over in the course of your own stupidity. The first run-in was by far the worst infraction I've ever experienced, with the asshole deliberately trying to cause an accident when he was completely at fault in the first place. I wish my car was equipped with a rocket launcher so that I could blow all these offenders to smithereens. Of course, then that would mean that the entire highway would be ablaze.
