Trauma irritants

So you are driving. . . .

Do the following things just irritate the bejeezus out of you?

I. Rubberneckers.

Approaching an accident scene on a freeway in the opposite lanes. All traffic is at a standstill . . . even the lanes you are in which are opposite in direction from the accident. Why????

RUBBERNECKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HATE THEM!!!!!!!!!

Even in the worst accident. . . i.e. unrestrained passenger, ejected from a rollover. What is there to see? No spouting arterial blood. No severed head. Nada. . . .nothing. MOVE ALONG people. Nothing to see here. Let the EMTs do their jobs. And for GAWD's sake. . . .let the tow trucks in to get that crap outta there.

II. People who park in the crosswalks.

Hello people! Crosswalks are for pedestrians crossing. Especially wheelchair people. Get your car off the freaking crosswalk. When a wheelchair access vehicle parks to let out. . . we can't get through because your car and your precious children . . . . all of whom can WALK are being let out for school with your big fat SUV parked in a damned crosswalk.

Read your state highway department safety and driving guide! That is a ticketable offense. Where are the po po when I need them???? MOVE ALONG PEOPLE!!!!!

III. Bikers who hog the road and don't follow traffic laws.

Okay they are being green and all that. Taking up space in your lane. Indignant that they too have a place on the road made for cars. But for Christ sakes. . . .if you are going to act like a car. . then follow the traffic rules for cars. STOP at red lights. Signal with your arms if you are turning. YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL . . .you bikers you.

Alrighty then. Clear that trauma diva needs an appointment to her gyno to get some hormone therapy to reduce stress. But I am just saying. . . . .