Saturday, May 24, 2014
Inadvertent Accident Prevention
Walked over the local Safeway for something out of which we ran. The intersection of Murray and Allen is a good way to die, so I always wait for the crosswalk sign, and even then, it's risky.
Standing there, and a guy with a red-tipped white cane comes up next to me. Got some sight, I can tell, but he's checking for the curb.
I pushed the crosswalk button. Waited.
Light turned red, we got the walk sign, I started to step off, then saw that the woman barreling down Allen wasn't going to stop. I pointed my finger at her, and pissed off, yelled "Whoa!" rather loudly.
I am talking, wake-people-up-from-a-coma loud. Scare-away-the-werewolves loud.
She looked at me–made eye contact–and blew right through the light, never slowing.
Those are the times when you wish you had a zap ray that would freeze a car's engine into a block of dry ice. Along with the driver ...
The somewhat-blind guy next to me said something, and I realized that if I hadn't yelled, he probably would have stepped in front of the car.
Just another day in Paradise ...