One Rainy Night

I must have. I must have been out to lunch when this little tidbit was shared with Calgarians. Apparently though, if you have a BMW, you can be a complete asshole on the road.

I’m not sure what it is, but whenever I’m on the major road in Calgary (the Deerfoot,) I consistently see BMW drivers cutting people off, merging in really suddenly without even a cursory flick of the hand in thanks, nothing. It’s as though because they have pricey cars, it completely entitles them to do whatever the hell they want. Even if they are ugly, old beat-up B-mers, they are kinds of the asphalt.

So, the person has some super-charged, epic BMW with ridiculously expensive rims, and a over-tinted tint on every one of the windows, naturally us other lowly cars on the road should part like the friggen’ red sea and let them through, as though they are on a runway, merely allowing us peons the pleasure of seeing its taillights (because of course, they are going so fast that we are basically searching through dust just to see those).

M says that I may have a bias against BMW drivers because of a certain someone I know who does… but he drove the same way as the rest of them. It’s so damn aggravating. I hate seeing them on the road, especially in rush hour when I’m tired and not overly-happy to be fighting through the sharks in the morning and afternoon.

Geez. This was a pretty sarcastic post, usually I try to tone that down a little.

Tags: Calgary, Frustration, Human Idiocy, Rant