One of those moronic cell phone addicts came to within inches of rear-ending me the other day. The most amazing thing was after she somehow managed to bring her vehicle to a stop, she didn’t even look up from the text message she was composing.
She feels “protected” in traffic because she doesn’t see the dangerous stuff going on around her from inside that cocoon. And when she does crash she won’t blame it n the cell phone but on you for not looking out for her. That from a conversation I overheard in WalMart.