Last week highlighted some particularly horrible driving moments.
This one day, I was in the right turn lane. There was a lady in the lane to my left (also a right turn lane) who was pulled out so far into the intersection that I couldn't see around her to check if I was clear to make my turn. I got a good enough look at her to see that she was texting.
Topping that: the first time I have ever actually LEANED on my horn, not merely pushed it, a few days later. A truck with a trailer apparently realized, right before hitting an intersection, that she had to make a left. So she drove across three lanes of traffic to do it. I leaned on my horn because I couldn't fucking swerve to avoid hitting her; if I'd swerved left, I'd have hit a median and oncoming traffic, and if I'd swerved right, I'd have hit her fucking trailer.
To her credit, she seemed fairly embarrassed by this, as after she turned she pulled off to the shoulder and waited until I had passed her and another guy was behind me before she started driving again.
Still, I am confident that if she had been a brown man instead of a white woman, she would have been pulled over and asked for her papers.
I mean, if there had actually been a police officer there.
Because as it turns out, even HALF A MILE FROM THE POLICE STATION there's never a cop around when you need one.