God, I fucking hate people who preemptive honk.
This isn’t about people who honk at you at a red light the nanosecond it turns green. No, these are the ones that, if you’re driving and you’re at a stop sign, easing out because cars are parked all along the street and you can’t see the oncoming traffic from either direction, you slowly edge yourself out, right? It’s all you can do. You can’t see through tangible matter. You’re not fucking Superman.
So here comes Superasshole, cruising perpendicularly. He sees you. Creeping. Invading his territory. So what does he do? beepbeep. A couple of quick lovetap honks. “I’m here, motherfucker. And I’m coming. Beware me.”
Ugh.
Worse, however – far worse – is when you’re walking. Yeah, man, I know I’ve got my headphones on. And, yes – my ears are weird and the iPod buds don’t fit in them, so I have to rock the over-the-ear Sonys. It’s what I do, how I roll. You know what else I do? ARM MYSELF WITH THE KNOWLEDGE OF MY SURROUNDINGS, PARTICULARLY – AND ESPECIALLY – WHEN IT INVOLVES GIGANTIC, MOVING MASSES OF METAL THAT CAN CRUSH OR HARM ME.
I’m an adult, for chrissake. You think I just walk wherever the fuck I want without reaping the consequences? I look where I’m going, and what’s coming at me. Are you compelled to honk because you’re concerned for my safety?
Bullshit.
You do it because you don’t want your shit fucked up. What if you clipped a car, or worse, a person? You’d have to maybe, possibly, like, stop and stuff. And that would be awful! So, no, you’ll just honk. Preemptively. Like an idiot.
Next time, just hit the person. They deserve it. Especially these little shits who cross the street like they own it. They’re daring you, man. Don’t honk – smack those little bastards like you’re in bumper cars at Six Flags.
Then honk at their funeral. That would be great.
If that were me, I’d hit you !
fuck ofF ya Twat!!!!
Wow, India was insane. They preemptive honk every chance they get. I love the humor. I fucking love you.
I think I am in fucking love with you.
beijing too. no horn, no go. what i hate
more in china and in india—why did they fucking bother to paint lane lines on the roads? horns help make 7 lanes outta, so what the shit?
I agree about the Darwinian treatment of what I call “bear snacks,” that is, pedestrians who can’t be bothered to be at all aware of their surroundings or how they’re impeding the proper and efficient flow of others, be they in cars or otherwise.
I don’t agree, however, at all, that there is anything wrong with a warning honk when someone is pulling blind into a thoroughfare. Nothing gives them (you) the right to just pull out blind and stop/endanger traffic. I know you can’t see. I hate the big trucks that park on my block and make it impossible for anyone not in a semi truck to see cars coming, but that still doesn’t mean that when I just fuck-it-and-gun-it that I’m in the right. I’ll be at fault when the accident finally does occur. I’ll also be stoked if someone warns me they’re coming and I thus don’t pull out into their path. This could be the single most practical and prescriptive use of a car horn possible.