Dear California Drivers,
You suck. Granted, I am a California driver and I am part Asian... but some of the recent happenings while driving have caused me to wonder, where did you get your license, or at least how?
1) Driving home from the beach with friends, I was about five miles from home on a one-way where the speed limit is about 45. This girl is about 1/4 of a mile in front of me and I see her stop in the middle of the road, as I continue to approach I honk... because I'm coming, it's late and I want to get home and why the heck is she stopped in the middle of a one-way highway and then she proceeds to back up. Really, are you really in reverse now and trying to parallel park? In her attempt to get out of the way, which she could care less about she parallel parks into the front end of this white truck, like BAAM!!! I don't think much damage was caused because the following morning I didn't see any scratches on the vehicle or a note on the truck...
2) When there are cars behind you traveling about 30 mph and you decide to turn, please turn on your turn signal letting me know that I have to break and to save myself the trouble of getting frustrated because you don't allow me to react... also, if turning not only should you use your turn signal if there are cars behind you (if they're aren't, I'm really not concerned) but also is it really necessary to stop dead and then turn... Remember there are cars behind you travelling at a normal speed and then you stop dead... hello!
3) I can see you talking on your cell phone... and I'm pretty sure a cop can too. At least mine is on speaker and in my lap verses you are still holding it up to your ear. Unless you have P.Diddy tinted windows I and the rest of the world can see you talking on your cell phone with it up to your ear and I don't think your hand is resting over your ear. It would explain your bad driving. Also at night... our phones glow... just FYI! So even more so, a cop can see you texting.
Wow, California, you never cease to amaze me.
On a happier note, I left me car unlocked at a resort in Palm Springs, oops. I think I need a new battery in my clicker because the range is less. In the distraction of changing parking spaces outside and rushing to get into the car with the other girls I walked up to my car the next morning unlocked. So good job moral citizens of the resort and Palm Springs. You made me proud.
Wake up, California.