I spend a lot more time than I care to in Orlando. Enough, in fact, that I have nicknames and "life stories" for the prostitutes I see trolling OBT each day. Bubble Gum is the girl with the tiny little pink skirt that every two steps she has to stop and roll back down so we aren't all looking at what the good Lord gave her. That girl is almost always smiling at 5am. I like to think it's because she either really loves her job or just robbed some asshole who was soliciting her.
Anyway, the more I am in Orlando, the more I wonder - why can't anyone in that God forsaken city use a friggin cross walk? Let me rant for a second. You mean to tell me that you can cross the street just 2 car lengths from the designated area and then think you have the right of way AND the right to get pissed when someone runs you over? Can someone please for the love of Pete help me wrap my brain around this? I mean, is the cross walk not there for a reason? Does that suggestion not apply to everyone? I fail to see how walking between cars in the dark outside of a designated area is a good plan and then wonder how anyone actually has the testicular fortitude to claim a hate crime if they are run over.
Anyway, the more I am in Orlando, the more I wonder - why can't anyone in that God forsaken city use a friggin cross walk? Let me rant for a second. You mean to tell me that you can cross the street just 2 car lengths from the designated area and then think you have the right of way AND the right to get pissed when someone runs you over? Can someone please for the love of Pete help me wrap my brain around this? I mean, is the cross walk not there for a reason? Does that suggestion not apply to everyone? I fail to see how walking between cars in the dark outside of a designated area is a good plan and then wonder how anyone actually has the testicular fortitude to claim a hate crime if they are run over.
It happens enough I have managed to capture a few "examples" of this while at red lights. This is a personal fave, maybe because I'm still wondering if this one is wearing pants or not. Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy???
I mean, I get that some people like to be rebelious, some just can't follow rules. But let's really think about this one. Cars are big and move fast. People don't and certainly not in central Florida where everyone schleps and drags their feet while trying to hold their pants up IF they are even wearing any. Do you REALLY want to take your chances on death by traffic?
Really, this one is so simple, even a gator can do it. This was after a particularly heavy rain washend out a nest near my office. REALLY.
Just a suggestion, especially if you are in the more unsavory parts of town - keep your doors locked and windows up, these frogger types like to squeeze up as close to your vehicle as they can to avoid the moving ones. You just never know.
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