When I moved into my neighborhood, there was an intersection right up the street from my house. I would go down my street, take a right on the larger street that had many streets like mine off of it, and go through the intersection without stopping...the smaller, crossing street had stop signs, the main road had none.
Very sensible. The way it should be.
A couple of years ago, I come home from work, and...lo and behold, as I come down the main street, there is a stop sign on the larger street, and there are no signs on the smaller crossing street.
I almost went right through, I wasn’t paying attention. WTF? It made absolutely no sense. None.
I called Town Hall the next day, and nobody knew anything about it. Typical.
Now, when I come up to that damned intersection, there is almost always a car coming down the smaller side street, and it invariably stops.
DRIVES ME FRIKKING CRAZY.
I am on the main road, and I HAVE THE STOP SIGN! That is bad enough, but the damned idiots on the cross road, who DON’T have a stop...STOP!
I sat there for about 20 seconds while some dipstick stopped there and was trying to wave me through. I swear, I would have sat there for ten minutes, if that is what it took to make that mental midget go through.
I am all for giving people a break on the road, and do so, but this just sticks in my craw. I have even thought about going out there some night, digging them up and replanting the signs where they should be.
I have always suspected it is some jerkoff who works for the town who got the signage changed.
Sometimes they put stop signs on the “main road” to control speeding.