I am sick and tired of peestrians in Boston, intentionally and obnoxiously prancing out into traffic as if the world revolved around them. So is Mike Mennonno:
One gentleman this morning walked out into oncoming traffic only to glance over midway across the street, seemingly surprised that several cars and cyclists had come to a screeching halt for him. This resulted not in him putting a little hustle in his bustle, but in a little sneer in our direction as he actually slowed his pace to show us what was what.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen that sneer, and the intentional slowing down of pedestrians. We need to hand out hefty j-walking fines like they do in LA. I don’t know why that is so controversial.
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2 Responses to “Damned Pedestrians”
May 24th, 2007 at 9:42 am
I used to live in East Boston and worked in Brookline (bartending at the Ground Round on Cleveland Circle). That was the commute from hell. Sort of a cross between NASCAR and a demolition derby. The worst part? I got a job in the North End (Mother Anna’s has the best food in the North End, tell em Fish sent you) and moved to Brookline so I had the reverse commute from hell except I didn’t go into the tunnel but I had to find a parking spot.
On some days it was fun, sort of a game, but usually I got to work ANGRY!!1!1!!!1
Going up Commonwealth Ave near BU was where the pedestrians were the worst. It was a game.
I found the trick was to just drive straight ahead and not look at them. It was a game of chicken and if you looked at them (admitted weakness), you lost and they crossed. I would put my Acura in a lower gear and get the RPMs up there and just blow through. They rarely stepped out in front of me.
It seemed to me that at least once or twice a semester, a BU student was hit on Comm Ave.
It’s like all driving in Boston, don’t look at the other guy, just go. When you look at the person you’ve admitted weakness and lost the game.
May 24th, 2007 at 10:16 am
Driving in Boston is a complete game of chicken. I try to explain that to my fiance but she’s too nice and lets people cut in front of her… then again, she’s from Virginia.
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