> >> As far as faster traffic when I'm in the center lane,
> >> they should be passing on the left - not the right. If there's a LLB there,
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> around them and leave them lots of room so that they can continue
> blocking traffic. That's incorrect, as a CLB found out today.
Whatever you do, do not mention the type of road upon which this event
occurred. Spoils the story.
> I was in the right lane and approaching a slow van. I signalled left
> and moved into the centre lane. I passed the van, and noticed a
> tractor-trailer ahead. I wanted to pass the truck too, so I waited for
> this CLB in front of me to move over into the big gap behind the truck.
Why? Doesn't that make you a "duckling"?
Why wouldn't you just pass in the L lane?
Why didn't you "move over into the big gap behind the truck" when your
pass was complete?
"Big gap behind the truck". You weren't passing anybody.
> I was surprised when the CLB didn't yield,
That figures.
> and I had to brake before
> crashing into it.
Ah. A disciple of Nate's "don't do sh.t until a collision is
unavoidable" school. How's that working out for you?
> I honked, but to no avail.
What, you hit it? It sounds as if you think honking somehow improves
braking performance.
Surely you don't expect me to believe that you thought someone was
going to vacate "your way" in the center lane with a perfectly good
"passing lane"... right over there (to your L)?
> The CLB started slowing
> down to play Duckling with the van.
Spurious conclusion, you don't know why they slowed. Occam's Razor
suggests: 1) To get your dumb a.s to pass
> That's when the incident occurred.
What a surprise.
> A driver behind me was approaching quickly, and it appeared that he was
> going to hit me if I tried to brake for the CLB again
What?! Why would you need to brake *again*? You had to brake to
avoid hitting him in the a.s, backed off, and then you are
accelerating?
The bullshit driving expert often cites fear of being rear-ended,
usually to limit his maneuvering options for his story. "I COULDN'T
SLOW DOWN, TRAFFIC WOULD RUN OVER ME!!!"
> as it was trapping
> me next to the van.
You weren't "trapped". You could have slowed and moved R behind the
van.
> The left-lane traffic was going too fast for me to
> move left.
Of course it was, you f.cking moron. If you looked any further ahead
than directly over your hood you'd have noticed the van and the truck
when you had enough time and room to accelerate and take the L lane,
pass, and be on your way.
> All of that nonsense could've been avoided
> if everybody would Keep Right Except To Pass.
"Not my fault", huh?
> Never block the passing lane! Keep Right Except To Pass! Passing is
> not a game. Keep Right Except To Pass! The passing lane is for passing
> only. The centre lane is a passing lane. Keep Right, Pass Left!
> Drivers in the passing lane must yield to faster traffic. Keep Right
> Except To Pass!
That would be hilarious if it weren't so stupidly ironic. Or is it
ironically stupid? Maybe it's just ironic and stupid.
Which is funnier? That's what it is.
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>The CLB honked and flicked on its high-beams. What did the CLB do then?
> It accelerated to pass the truck and caught up to me. Why did it take
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>moved into the right lane! All of that nonsense could've been avoided
>if everybody would Keep Right Except To Pass.
When you see someone speed up AFTER you pass them, it's a dead
giveaway that they are playing the Passive-Aggressive Game. They are
pretending to be oblivious f.cks, but in reality they are fully
conscious of everything that is going on around them, and they are
blocking you ON PURPOSE. The reason they get so mad when you pass them
is because you have spoiled their little game by escaping from their
control. If you escape, they "lose" the game... And they're very sore
losers.
I've told the story before of the older couple in a clown car SUV who
were blocking the center lane of a 50 MPH street by driving 35 MPH. I
was in the center lane behind them, but couldn't pass because there
was a Phalanx of other Sloths in the left and right lanes. Finally, a
Sloth in the right lane turned off into a driveway, and I punched it
around the couple in the SUV. As I started to pass, the a.shole
FLOORED IT and tried to block me. Unfortunately for him he did not
succeed. After I completed my pass and merged back into the center
lane (there was more Sloth in the right lane up ahead), I slowed back
down to the 50 MPH speed limit. Somehow this geriatric piece of f.ck
who was so content to dawdle along at 35 MPH as long as I was behind
him is now travelling so fast that he catches up to me, and HIS WIFE
leans over and honks the horn!
Ordinarily, you wouldn't expect everyone in the car to participate in
the passive-aggressive game like that, but it happens more often than
you think. I was driving my pickup truck on I-10 coming out of Tucson
one time when I came upon a LLB Suburban going at least 10 under.
After being stuck behind him for a while, a gap opened up in the right
lane and I started to pass. Of course, this shithead sped up, but
while he did so his front seat passenger was pointing at me and
laughing. Unfortunately, I was driving my underpowered pickup truck,
and it took me a couple of tries to escape their clutches. I had to
exceed 100 MPH to do it, and it took that little Tacoma quite a long
time to build up to that speed.
Anyway, I've digressed a little bit, but be on the lookout for people
playing the Passive-Aggressive Game. Apparently it's so much fun for
certain personality types to play this game that even the passengers
want to join in the fun.

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Q: What's the difference between a traffic snake and a real one?
A: The traffic snake's a.shole at the *front* end.
Brent P - 28 Jun 2008 20:30 GMT
> Anyway, I've digressed a little bit, but be on the lookout for people
> playing the Passive-Aggressive Game. Apparently it's so much fun for
> certain personality types to play this game that even the passengers
> want to join in the fun.
I've had some similiar experiences. What you neglect is that they teach
it to their children. When bicycling I've had *CHILDREN* yell 'get off
the road' and similiar.