Ya know, within Allegheny County, I have a rule: “It only takes 1 bus to bugger up traffic.” Well, here’s a new rule: “It only takes 1 tractor trailer going below the speed limit in the passing lane to create driving Jagoffery.”
The photo above was taken on Route 22 in Westmoreland County going up a hill, of course. And, unless you have some special glasses on that allow you to see traffic apparitions in the right-hand lane, it would appear that there is absolutely NO REASON for the truck to be in the passing lane going up the hill just after you come out of the Fort Pitt Tunnel toward the airport. The car, that was originally behind this truck, (and in front of me) was in the left lane and had to stop texting, stop CB-ing, sneeze, blow his nose in the sleeve of his flannel shirt then run through a bunch of gears to get into the middle lane to pass this truck.
Sure, this issue may seem a bit picky but, gotta tell ya, its FRUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTRATING!!!!! I think a little Eagles song parody is in order here….
Trucks in the fast lane. Surely make you lose your mind.
Trucks in the fast lane, jagoffery all the time.
Trucks in the fast lane, uh huh Blowin’ and burnin’, blinded by thirst
They didn’t see the RIGHT LANE, and made traffic worse
Hey 18-Wheel-Wilbur, some of us aren’t carrying much more of a payload than a glove compartment full of restaurant napkins, dental floss, a tire gauge, make-up mirror, some Q-tips in a baggie, a pair of bent sunglasses (but NO GLOVES) and a cup of coffee in the cup holder in OUR vehicles which means we can get up the hill a lot FASTER than you so get out of the way.
Here’s what I hope… I PRAY that the next time you get a chance to get that thing rolling free DOWN a hill that your on a single lane road, behind a dump truck full of coal, followed by a Dodges Aries K car driven by a 50-year anniversary member of West Penn AAA driving club with a tweed hat, followed by a 95 year old lady in a Geo Prizm that has an “I stop for all bingos” bumper sticker followed by a college kid in a 1978 Piece-of-Crap with two fake spare tires on the front and piled ceiling high with furniture and STANKY party clothes, so that you get a little bit of an understanding of OUR frustration of being behind you, Ya Jagoff!!!