I think people who often walk places get very careless. I’ve been making trips up into central Charlotte recently, and pedestrians just walk right out into traffic in the middle of block, even when they’re not far from an intersection with a signal. I guess the thought just crosses their minds that they want to be on the other side of the street, and they have no more impulse control than Frank.
Bill just asked me if we have any cough suppressant. “I don’t know. If we do, it’s in the cabinet with other medicines. If not, you’re on your way to work at a store with a pharmacy.”
*blank look*
Here, the pedestrians just. don’t. look. period.
Neither person looked right or left, even though I’m sure they each heard the vehicle.
It’s scary in a way, because you wonder what else they are missing/not doing.
The street I was on with the stop sign is a two-lane street with the speed of 25. The one I was turning onto (Van Wagenen) is four-lane with left turn lanes, traffic lights and pedestrian buttons with chirping alarms and a speed of 35.
Since I drive this route several times a week, and I see the nonchalance with which people saunter (in the crosswalk or jay-walking) I’ve learned to be very careful. In the mornings, we have school students to watch out for, and again in the afternoon. In the meantime, there are old folks either shuffling along or in the power chairs.
None have flags on those things to help them be seen. When I was walking, I used a reflective vest.
“*blank look*”
Are you sure Bill isn’t blond?