Driving Nightmare

So, living in the small town of Camas means that we have to go to Vancouver to pretty much do anything. The main street of Vancouver is Mill Plain Boulevard, which is where you go for every need possible. To get to Mill Plain, we usually get off at the 164th Street exit, which includes a YIELD area with its own lane for ease of merging. Note the all capped YIELD. I almost wish it wasn't the easiest way to get to Mill Plain because drivers in the Vancouver area are (pardon the language) douche-bags. As Michael pointed out, they are selfish. They think they are the only person on the road. These drivers love to completely stop at the YIELD area. Not just stop for a second, oh no, but for minutes even. Picture below is of said YIELD area.



I am actually surprised Google didn't catch anyone in the act, it happens that often. The reason I decided on this rant today is because I was stuck behind the most douche-baggy (is that a word) one of them all. This lady.





Mind you, you cant see it, but she is eating a sandwich while driving. FUN! Anyway, she stopped at the YIELD section and I thought "oh, great" but thought she would move. Then 15 or 20 seconds go by and there are 4 cars behind me. In the next posted picture, you will notice that it is an OFF RAMP from the HIGHWAY. Therefore, knowing the people who drive around here, I have a 50% chance of getting in a rear-end samba because of someone flying off of the highway.



You can ask anyone who has driven extensively with me that I do not like using the car horn...at all. After another 5-10 seconds after noticing the stacking cars behind me, I honked my horn. Her brake lights go off....and she goes about a foot before braking again. In the set of pictures below, I will show that its not like its a small merge lane. That lane goes for like 2 city blocks. Hell, its not even a busy intersection. There were several times she could go comfortably from the stop she was in.





I mean, Jesus! She finally goes after another 10 seconds or so to everyone's delight. She ended up driving in front of us (after a few botched merges into the far left lane) for a while. I really hope I don't run into her again (both literally and figuratively). So, if the 1 in a google chance she is reading this: You're a douche-bag, learn to drive. Thank you.