What is it about people that they can't admit they've made a mistake? Actually, not just that, but making up something absurd just to try and be right?
Take this morning. Walking my daughter to school as I normally do, I came to the T-intersection at the end of our street. We turned to cross the 'stem' of the 'T' just as a pickup truck was approaching from the branch on the far side. The truck feigned a stop (he did better than my wife normally does, so no foul there) but then proceeded to turn towards us. He was looking straight at me, and as I continued across the street, he started to swerve into the oncoming traffic lane, but then he decided to stop. As I passed, he rolled down his window, and I braced myself for the usual nonsense about being more careful, or whatever.
"You need to be on the other side," he said.
Um, what?
More and more, this is my response to people who decide to engage me in such situations. That is, they say something so goofy that I can't even figure out what they think they mean, more or less respond. So I end up just saying, "You need to be more careful." Or whatever.
Did he think I had to cross the one leg of the 'T' before I could turn up the hill? Did he think I was supposed to go around the fire hydrant? Did he want me to go around behind his truck? What on earth could be going through his mind that he thinks a pedestrian doesn't have the right-of-way crossing the street?
Or did he just think that it was my job to stay out of his way, and he made up whatever crazy rule he could think of to justify himself?
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