Driving in NYC = People jumping in front of your car…SURPRISE!!
Driving in NYC = Some guy standing in the middle of the street talking on his cell phone Driving in NYC = People honking at you for not running over the guy in the middle of the street talking on his cell phone Driving in NYC = Paying 30 bux for a couple hours of parking.
Driving in NYC = Cab drivers swerving precariously behind, in front of, and next to you Driving in NYC = A business man casually and ever so slowly pedaling his bicycle a third of the way into your lane, so it’s impossible to pass him without hitting the car on your other side. This continues for many blocks.
Driving in NYC = A messenger barrels his way across the street in front of you, his Bicycle (aka/in his mind – Hummer) nearly crashing into the people you were waiting to cross the street so you could make your right turn. The crowd seemingly explodes outwards like so many bowling pins. The messenger screams and curses at them for not getting out of his way fast enough. They then turn and look at you in fear, as if you are about to do the same thing to them.
Driving in NYC = Coming to the realization that you’ve become that driver who, for her own life’s sake, cuts and swerves, and does not mind the lanes on the pavement. Hey, how can I mind the lanes, when nobody else does?