What is it with Left Turns?
A cranky rant
There is an intersection in my little town where the traffic light is all or nothing. That is, there is no left turn only green delay. In one direction there is at almost any time of the day a string of cars wanting to go straight across the intersection, and one, maybe two cars waiting to turn left.
If, when the light turns green, the left turn cars do not go first they will be stranded in the intersection until the light goes amber and even then, often will not be allowed to turn except against the red. If, in this situation you are the second car waiting to turn left, and the car in front does not creep into the intersection, you will miss the light altogether. Two-hundred-and-seventy cars will have crossed and you have to WAIT FOR ONE MORE FRIGGIN LIGHT TO JUST TURN LEFT!
I am one of the cars that has to make this turn several times a day. You may have guessed this is a pet peeve of mine.
Yes, they should have a left turn only for 15 seconds, but they don’t.
What is it that cars do not want anyone to turn left in front of them? Allowing the one or maybe two cars to turn before they cross will cause them a delay of approximately ZERO point ZERO seconds!
I have been the lead left waiting car, and I swear the car directly across from me will be eyeing the opposing light. When it goes to amber they start to inch forward and they rev their engine. They are intent to not let me make that turn and delay their trip by ZERO point ZERO seconds.
Yesterday I was faced with just such a situation. I was watching the opposing light for the amber and so was this a-hole across from me in a BMW. I inched, he inched. Behind me was NO ONE. Behind him was a string of cars as far as the eye could see, with more to come. If he won this battle I would be forced to wait three minutes, cross on the red, and hope the Nazi traffic light camera does not sent me a ticket.
I inched, he inched and the light turned green. The BMW slammed on the gas, I jumped in front of him with my Wrangler.
The a-hole honked his horn at me.
You will never guess my response. It may not have been the mature thing to do.
I hope he missed his appointment by at least ZERO point ZERO seconds.