A Delicate Gesture

The Youngest is official. He now has his driver's license.

It's only been a couple of weeks. He's doing fairly well. I do periodic checkups, just like I did with the other two. A ride along to make sure they're not developing bad habits. In their view, a nag session. But hey, whatever works. I'm trying to make sure my children do NOT predecease me!

I've mentioned that I kinda like The Youngest, right? He has a nice sense of humor, is generally helpful, doesn't complain about "service opportunities." And he is not arrogant. The self-entitlement thing that some folks have going on is not well developed in him. He doesn't mind stepping out of the way, waiting is born with patience...Which is why my tail is in a kink.

Again.

Seems the kid was at a stop light. It was a busy intersection. The light turned green, he moved into the intersection only to be forced to a halt as the traffic in front of him slowed. Apparently a mail truck was involved in an accident and was blocking the lane ahead.

What's to do?

I wasn't there. Could he have switched lanes, pulled to the shoulder, turned right and found another way around?

Maybe.

And while stuck in the middle of the intersection the light turned. The cars in the intersection were obstructing the flow of traffic in the opposite direction.

"Things" sorted themselves out and he was able to proceed, but NOT before the driver of a vehicle trying to cross the intersection in the opposite direction took the opportunity to roll down her window and yell,

"Hey kid in the little white car..."

He looked, only to be presented with a stiff middle finger.



So to the elderly woman who thought her gesture was an appropriate way to express her ire?

Yes, thank you.

So much.


That whole thing about aging with grace, setting a good example for the younger generation etc. etc.

?????????????????

Concept seems to have escaped you, eh?

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