flyingcheesehead
Taxi to Parking
Right on, Spike!
Back in school I remember talking with my CivE buddies, who told me there had been studies done showing the brake-light domino effect lasting several hours and over 100 miles!
WRT drive right, pass left... Ya know why trucks are always in the middle lane when there's at least 3 in each direction? Because nobody pays any attention to our turn signals (DON'T JUST STARE AT ALL THE PRETTY COLORED BLINKING LIGHTS, DO YOU THINK I'M JUST KIDDING???is usually what I'm screaming) and people on on-ramps think it's our job to move over and let them on. We've all had one too many instances where there's some space cadet to our left completely oblivious to our signal when we try to be courteous and move over for someone on the on-ramp and we end up with a ****ed off car on the left ("can't that @$$hole truck driver see me sitting here? HOOONK!) and another one on the right ("can't that jerk in the truck see that I'm trying to get on here? BEEEP!). So, we just ride in the middle and let y'all fight it out amongst yourselves.
So:
1. My turn signal means: "I'd like to move over please. Yes, now. Please get out of my way. NOW!" (maybe two blinks per sentence. ) I'm not asking you to slow down. I'm askiing you to make room. Speeding up or moving over a lane is fine. My signal is also a warning: If you've been next to me for a while, especially in one of my numerous large blind spots, I MAY NOT SEE YOU OR KNOW YOU'RE THERE. In that case, the pretty blinking lights mean WARNING! I'M COMIN' OVER!!! So do NOT ignore them.
2. When you're on an on ramp, TRAFFIC ON THE HIGHWAY HAS THE RIGHT OF WAY, REGARDLESS OF THE PRESENCE OR ABSENCE OF A YIELD SIGN. I'll do what I can to let you in, but it is YOUR job to fit into the flow of traffic. Also, one of the worst things I see in this situation is the person who hasn't looked at all, gets almost onto the highway, has room to get in front of me and is already going faster than me, then finally takes a last-instant glance in the mirror and goes "OH $#!+ A TRUCK!" and slams on their brakes. Pick your spot and GO!
And now I have to go. Student's first time driving in Chi(t)cago.
Signed,
Half-million-plus mile CDL-ABCD-PNHT driver trainer
AKA zero-AGL 12,000 hour ATP/CFII.
Back in school I remember talking with my CivE buddies, who told me there had been studies done showing the brake-light domino effect lasting several hours and over 100 miles!
WRT drive right, pass left... Ya know why trucks are always in the middle lane when there's at least 3 in each direction? Because nobody pays any attention to our turn signals (DON'T JUST STARE AT ALL THE PRETTY COLORED BLINKING LIGHTS, DO YOU THINK I'M JUST KIDDING???is usually what I'm screaming) and people on on-ramps think it's our job to move over and let them on. We've all had one too many instances where there's some space cadet to our left completely oblivious to our signal when we try to be courteous and move over for someone on the on-ramp and we end up with a ****ed off car on the left ("can't that @$$hole truck driver see me sitting here? HOOONK!) and another one on the right ("can't that jerk in the truck see that I'm trying to get on here? BEEEP!). So, we just ride in the middle and let y'all fight it out amongst yourselves.
So:
1. My turn signal means: "I'd like to move over please. Yes, now. Please get out of my way. NOW!" (maybe two blinks per sentence. ) I'm not asking you to slow down. I'm askiing you to make room. Speeding up or moving over a lane is fine. My signal is also a warning: If you've been next to me for a while, especially in one of my numerous large blind spots, I MAY NOT SEE YOU OR KNOW YOU'RE THERE. In that case, the pretty blinking lights mean WARNING! I'M COMIN' OVER!!! So do NOT ignore them.
2. When you're on an on ramp, TRAFFIC ON THE HIGHWAY HAS THE RIGHT OF WAY, REGARDLESS OF THE PRESENCE OR ABSENCE OF A YIELD SIGN. I'll do what I can to let you in, but it is YOUR job to fit into the flow of traffic. Also, one of the worst things I see in this situation is the person who hasn't looked at all, gets almost onto the highway, has room to get in front of me and is already going faster than me, then finally takes a last-instant glance in the mirror and goes "OH $#!+ A TRUCK!" and slams on their brakes. Pick your spot and GO!
And now I have to go. Student's first time driving in Chi(t)cago.
Signed,
Half-million-plus mile CDL-ABCD-PNHT driver trainer
AKA zero-AGL 12,000 hour ATP/CFII.
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