When I do drive though, I am what you may call a "grandma driver"--although I prefer "vehicularly cautious." Quite simply, I follow the rules. I go the speed limit; I yield to pedestrians; and I do not turn when the sign says "No Turn on Red" or the turn arrow is red. And that last one usually leads to someone behind me honking or flashing a lovely magical finger my way. You know what, I do not care. I am not turning. As sometimes I feel like I am the only standing my turning lane ground.
Until yesterday.
I was walking home and was waiting to cross a very major thoroughfare at a bustling intersection. I noticed that a car driven by, let's call him Mr. Rule Follower, had
come to a stop in a left turn lane when the arrow turn red. The driver of the car behind him, well let's call her Ms. Impatient, began repeatedly honking her horn encouraging Mr. Rule Follower to turn. And this is where it got interesting. Instead of ignoring the honking as I do, Mr. Rule Follower hopped out of his car. (I do admit that I got a little nervous at this point. I had to get to Pilates; I really did not have time to serve as a witness to a crime scene.)
Mr. Rule Follower very politely (HA!) informed Ms. Impatient that the arrow was red and he was not going to turn no matter how much she honked. He kind of said everything that I have only thought when I was the one being honked at. At this point, Ms. Impatient realized that she had become the star of the evening commute spectacle and that everyone was staring at her. She quickly said, "Thank you, sir!", rolled her window up, and zipped into the other lane to go straight instead of turning. Mr. Rule Follower returned to his car, the turn arrow went green, and he turned.
Now I realize that this situation could have gone a hundred horrible ways (and I do not advocate this type of behavior) but I seriously wanted to clap or give Mr. Rule Follower a thumbs up.
Because he totally made this rule follower's day.
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