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For me maybe it is impatience, maybe I am on a different plane, maybe I am too selfless or maybe I am too selfish.
I guess what gets me more than anything is this sense of entitlement, and no place is the demonstrated in the act of driving, especially those who drive Mini-Vans.
If you have ever ridden with me you know how vocal I am in my opinion of other drivers, and no more does is this disdain displayed then in that of mini-vans. First I am sure it is my mothers attitude with her mini-van that colors my view; she bought it AFTER both my brother and I had long left ‘the nest’ she only had her and my father to cart around. When I asked why she got the van, she responded simply “I am higher up and the car is bigger so I can go where I want.” Somehow this attitude is, in my mind, ingrained in that all people in Mini vans think this way. Also, my mother is a horrible driver, I AVOID at all cost riding with her when I visit. I thought this was a recent thing, coming on with age and the like, but I learned from my aunts and uncles a short while back that it has been since she started driving. Apparently the neighbors had to ask my grandfather not to let her drive because she was so horrible. The ironic thing is she has very few tickets or accidents on her record.
But I think my issue currently is how many mini-vans are involved in annoying me on the road, from doing 20MPH on a 35MPH road, to riding down the middle of a two lane street, because they want to. It just seems like the road is theirs and nobody can share.