Hey You, You Stupid Bitch – And I’m Not Referring to Miley Cyrus

(Although, what’s with Miley‘s over-the-top disgusting behavior? It’s extremely embarrassing and I’m so glad I’m not her mother.)
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bad-driverYeah, YOU, I’m talking to YOU- you inconsiderate Gen X tramp in the little blue Compressor Mercedes who eyerolled me as you tailgated so close I could see  your limited repertoire of facial expressions (I was doing 35 mph, the actual posted speed limit), swerved around me by passing illegally, sped right through a stop sign without even slowing down, and sneaked into a parking place someone else was patiently waiting for at the Carlsbad Outlet Center.

I’m going out on a limb here, but I’m almost 100% sure that you don’t have the wit nor even the reading skills to to comprehend this — but perhaps you are acquainted with someone who possesses a moderate IQ who can bullet point it for you.

I was so mad, I scribbled this entire post sitting in my car —  fuming — my shopping mellow totes harshed by your insolent indifference to others who inhabit this world.

I jotted down your license number after you slammed the door and ran off to wherever you were headed, but I didn’t feel like stopping the Carlsbad police officer who was patrolling the parking lot.


Because there are so many bad drivers out there on the streets and highways that it would have been a futile effort to stem the flood of lawlessness here in the Wild Wild West.

It’s true that you would have been inconvenienced, and that would have been very satisfying to witness, but so would I have been, and I didn’t feel like putting the effort into being a good citizen today. I’m sure you’ll do it again, and the next person will have to carry that burden.

I can’t tell you how much I really just wanted to punch you in your smug little face. But I didn’t. But I really, really wanted to. Really.

I thought about the road trip my tugboat man and I were on that had us rolling through seven states: California, Arizona, Nevada, Utah, Idaho, Montana, and Wyoming — more than three thousand miles before we ended up back at Casa de Enchanted Seashells.

We saw all kinds of bad behavior during those long hours of driving in addition to the ubiquituous texting and cell phone use. There’s a certain alarming malfeasance in the way so many drivers pay absolutely zero attention to traffic laws; running stop signs and lights as if they didn’t exist, slowing down ON THE FREEWAY to read/write texts, or even worse, whizzing by at 100 mph in a 65 mph zone, and changing lanes with no warning…THAT’S WHAT YOUR TURN SIGNALS ARE FOR, IDIOTS.

California wins the prize for the most rude, inconsiderate, and dangerous drivers with Nevada coming in a close second.

We made it home unscathed, but it was really stressful. We had to be even more alert and practice defensive driving techniques to avoid potentially perilous situations. 

Hubs proposed a question: “Are bad drivers bad people OR are bad people bad drivers?”

We came to the conclusion that either or both of those theories are valid.

What do you think? How do you weigh in on that query? What are the drivers like in your community/city/state?


49 thoughts on “Hey You, You Stupid Bitch – And I’m Not Referring to Miley Cyrus

  1. Driving… one of the topics I could drone on about for days! Almost a year ago, I was in a bad accident and my car was totaled (I was the passenger). The woman illegally passed over double lines on a one-lane road, going 20+ mph over the speed limit and didn’t touch her brakes before crashing into my car at 50 mph while I took a left hand turn that I had the right of way for. Who was found at fault? Me. Because I was at a stop sign. Meanwhile, I had to pay for her car, her medical bills, etc, while I was left with heaps of my own and… oh yeah, no car. I really wish there was a way to sweep all of the bad drivers/bad people up from the road and drop them on a non-enjoyable island far from civilization. It’s pretty bad when you have to thank your lucky stars that you get to work and back home again safely each day. Drives me nuts!


    • Poor you! I didn’t even delve into the accident arena that these bad drivers cause and how, like your unfortunate situation, it can have lasting effects. You’re right, we were feeling very lucky to have avoided being killed out there but what stress! We had to be extra alert. My poor hub says driving a boat at night in the fog is less stressful than being on the road. I’m so sorry to hear what happened to you. I just don’t get how it was your fault, it’s not right!

      On Tue, Aug 27, 2013 at 6:44 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo


  2. The worst drivers I’ve encountered were in New Jersey and New York City (get out of the city into the rest of the state, and they are generally quite nice).
    Chicago isn’t bad. France is atrocious.

    I’m lucky I hace a wife, otherwise I’d have deliberately crashed a lot of drivers like the one you describe…


  3. I’ve never driven abroad but being in a cab in Paris was scary, especially at the Arc de Triomphe, being in a Taxi in Tunisia was also scary, but the worst driving I’ve ever personally experienced is my sisters. Driving is about seventh on her list of priorities while driving, I stamp on my imaginary brake.

    Everyday on my day to work I see so many people texting while driving and it frustrates me so much because they are paying absolutely no attention to the road while in charge of a piece of machinery which could seriously hurt or kill someone. It absolutely baffles me that people can’t either pull over to the side of the road or wait.


    • I know exactly what you mean. Is it so important they can’t wait a few minutes? I wish my life was that important with such urgent demands on my time. Are they all surgeons waiting for a new liver or heart? I think not. Pls tell your sister that it’s no fun to cause an accident. One day it might be me (or someone I love) she runs into and I will go CRAY, totally CRAY on anyone who’s not paying attention to their driving. PS Thank you for commenting and visiting!

      On Tue, Aug 27, 2013 at 7:20 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo


      • Exactly, do they value their own lives that little that they’d rather risk their life for a phonecall? I get that there will inevitably be real emergency situations where people may need to be on the phone and drive.

        That’s what I always think about, if their family or friends were injured or worse, by someone not paying attention they’d be so angry. People just don’t seem to think it would happen to them.


  4. So here’s one of my favorite slice of life driving stories. I took a group of students to France and we were traveling with kids from the Bronx. In France, cars have the right of way–I don’t know if that’s the actual law, but it’s the practice. My peaceful California kids were forever stepping off the curb on the green and getting yanked back by the NY kids just in time to avoid being hit by one of the little Euro cars zipping around the corner.

    Then we went to England, where everything’s backwards. Even the Bronx kids were lulled into a sense of safety. One day, we were almost across the street and one of those cute London taxis comes zipping up to turn left, which is like a right turn here. He laid on the horn and scared one of the girls from the Bronx so bad she jumped. Then she stopped and punched his hood, hard. And then stood there, glaring. Until the light changed and he couldn’t turn anymore. Then she laughed right through the windshield and said “That’s how we do things in the Bronx!”

    I’m going to say NY drivers are way worse than CA drivers, but the difference is, people know it. We are still expecting folks to be nice out here, so it burns us when they aren’t.


  5. It was a bit tricky in Italy and Greece but when in Rome! You just have to go for it. Though over here it seems there is more and more disregard to the rules when driving. And what is with the people cruising in the left lane? Move over if you aren’t passing.


  6. I’ve decided that most people just don’t care. They are self-absorbed and truly believe the rules of the road don’t apply to them. I drove to Boise and back last week and was just about stark raving mad by the time I got home. I hate traffic. Hate it. I’ll just stay here in my little town where I get stuck behind tractors and combines. And the occasional horse. 😀


    • I agree with you. I can handle my little town but leaving to even go to San Diego or up the coast to Orange County is like being in the middle of a pinball machine. We still have the occasional tractor here too. I love it. No more horses tho, but when we first moved here, there were still a lot of backyard horses – so cool.

      On Tue, Aug 27, 2013 at 10:08 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo


  7. I believe that people are simply so self-involved that they don’t realize there are others on the road with them. They are in their private space in their private cars and driving is so routine and any other number of things that heap onto inattentiveness. They aren’t bad people, they are self involved and don’t even realize you are on the road with them.


    • I hear ya. Just this morning, I was leaving Target and was behind a lady who stopped her car in the middle of the parking lot to take off her sweater and do some other stuff ( I was right behind her watching and honking) She paid no attention to my honking, just continued doing what she was doing and only moved her car when she was finished. I couldn’t go around her, just had to wait. Crazy.

      On Tue, Aug 27, 2013 at 11:03 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo


  8. Wow! After glancing through all the above responses I agree. We should all stay home. Out of the states you mentioned on your trip, I think from my experience here over six months now, that Arizona has its faults and bad drivers, but they are sooooo much better than Utah drivers. Utans are slowly phasing out the stop sign, turn signal and you take your life in your hand to make a left turn. And voila! I also work in, “I was in France once…” whenever possible. It was our first experience with roundabouts with six exits and we just took to unleashed screaming every time we hit one. Feeling like “The Scream” released the pressure. Then there was the Tokyo taxi driver who let six of us out on the median of an eight lane freeway.


    • It seemed like Utah had less people driving/texting, which I think is the cause of so many accidents. Wow, what did you do in Tokyo? Did you actually get out? I’ve only been in Greece (horrible driving) and Germany (lots of public trans) so far never been to France but I want to go! We have to be such defensive drivers to stay alive because everyone else is driving distracted. Yes, let’s stay home and read and write!

      On Tue, Aug 27, 2013 at 4:32 PM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo


  9. Whenever I have a really bad/mean driver flip me off or give me the head shake, f-bomb, or whatever, I like to flash a big smile and wave deliberately – so it looks as if I recognize them. I hope that it leaves them wondering where we’ve met before. As in… is this a friend of my mother? Do I know her from church? Did we meet at the last PTA meeting? Is she the boss’s wife, mother, sister, girlfriend? Is she one of my kids’ teachers? ~ Then it’s all good. 😉


  10. As I age, I keep thinking drivers are ever more inconsiderate even here in the wilds of Alberta, Canada! I think bad drivers are just lazy & entitled people who can’t be bothered with courtesy.


  11. The most pain-in-the-ass thing they do here is the LOCALS go slowly, until you try to pass them, (going the speed limit), then the bastards RACE YOU. What I would not do for James Bond car -missile launchers,


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