A few years ago, I was bitching and moaning about a jam, and my pal just said “you’re not in traffic, you are traffic”.
I know it’s nothing more than a cheeky soundbite but just reframing it like that and knowing I’m part of the problem rather than the exception has made me a lot calmer on slow moving roads.
Plus it has encouraged me to either use public transport more, or just drive to a park-and-ride a mile or three out, and run the rest - facilities permitting of course.
I still lose it when I finally get to the front of the jam, and the only reason for said jam is because everyone is stopping to look at an accident on the OTHER SIDE OF THE HIGHWAY.
I’m not entirely sure what the rubberneckers want to see either. “Oh look, someone critically injured next to someone who is likely deceased”, because that isn’t a day ruiner at the best of times.
I understood them as expensive toys, like an old Italian project car that’s fun to tool around in in nice weather, but when you need to get to work, you drive your car, but experiencing its role in SEA completely change my perspective. They can be cheap, boring, functional machines, with a suprisingly high capacity. that even a dog can perform basic maintenance on and keep running for decades, that work just fine in rain.
I live fairly rurally and the roads/drivers don’t really lend themselves to new riders.
I think if I lived in a big town or city though, I’d absolutely pick up a chicken chaser and rattle about short distances on one, they seem to be perfect for that sort of use case.
Plus, not that I’m a huge fan of tobacco advertising, bikes in the Rothmans livery look absolutely stunning to me.
A few years ago, I was bitching and moaning about a jam, and my pal just said “you’re not in traffic, you are traffic”.
I know it’s nothing more than a cheeky soundbite but just reframing it like that and knowing I’m part of the problem rather than the exception has made me a lot calmer on slow moving roads.
Plus it has encouraged me to either use public transport more, or just drive to a park-and-ride a mile or three out, and run the rest - facilities permitting of course.
“No John, YOU are the traffic!”
And then John was traffic
Traffic John is what they called him.
Johnny Jam to his mates, or J-Traffz to his record label.
I still lose it when I finally get to the front of the jam, and the only reason for said jam is because everyone is stopping to look at an accident on the OTHER SIDE OF THE HIGHWAY.
Yeah, it’s frustrating.
I’m not entirely sure what the rubberneckers want to see either. “Oh look, someone critically injured next to someone who is likely deceased”, because that isn’t a day ruiner at the best of times.
Odd.
Switch to a motorbike, then you can experience righteous anger at the handful of drivers slowing down hundreds of bikes and people in buses.
Funnily enough, I’m planning on getting my licence at some point.
I’ve no interest in motorbikes, I would just love to learn how to ride one safely.
I understood them as expensive toys, like an old Italian project car that’s fun to tool around in in nice weather, but when you need to get to work, you drive your car, but experiencing its role in SEA completely change my perspective. They can be cheap, boring, functional machines, with a suprisingly high capacity. that even a dog can perform basic maintenance on and keep running for decades, that work just fine in rain.
Good shout.
I live fairly rurally and the roads/drivers don’t really lend themselves to new riders.
I think if I lived in a big town or city though, I’d absolutely pick up a chicken chaser and rattle about short distances on one, they seem to be perfect for that sort of use case.
Plus, not that I’m a huge fan of tobacco advertising, bikes in the Rothmans livery look absolutely stunning to me.
Yeah that was a through the matrix moment for me too.