Just deserts
Originally published at Susan Hated Literature. You can comment here or there.
Do you ever watch people crossing the road and think to yourself, they deserve to be knocked down? Not killed, just bumped a little, a warning to wise up, you know.
Every morning as I walk to work I see the fools, looking to check how close the traffic is before dashing out into the middle of the road. Maybe they’ve all been playing games like Frogger, and believe that the real world is just like the virtual one. And all that’ll happen if they get hit is that they’ll have to start again.
Now, I’m not for one moment saying that you should only cross when the green man is up there[1] but if you feel a sudden breeze as a car rushed by behind you, well, you’ve misjudged your “personal safety zone” haven’t you.
I’m not even going to mention cyclists, cause, that’s a whole nother level of wanting to die.
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