Don’t be a Walk-Blocker

One day, I was heading home from work and got stuck on a block for eight solid minutes because cares at both intersections pulled forward past the cross walk to try and beat the light and got stuck behind the other cars and directly in front of the curb cut. All I could do was look at the drivers awkwardly shrug there shoulders at me while I resisted the urge to key the fuck out of their vehicle in order to occupy my time.

Dear city drivers: Do. Not. Fucking. Do. This. It’s so fucking rude and highlights how little you care about anyone but yourself because you assume everyone around you can just step off the curb wherever the fuck they please and the space you take up on the road is exclusively just for you.