Didn’t someone tell me it was National Idiot Day? I would have stayed home. Dropping the kids off for school this morning I witnessed two arrests, two cars pulled over for blasting through a school zone, and an unwelcome guest at my home.
While at home I saw two more people being pulled over for running the stop sign on the corner. Hey, there was nothing good on tv and I was sick so I was just looking out the window. I do have better ways to pass the time, just not today.
I go to pick the kids up and that’s when it got really fun. On a good day, traffic at Caleb’s school is chaotic. Add a tweaker into that mix and you get downright dangerous.
I always park on the right side. I’ve learned that it is much easier to get out and hurry to Emily’s school if I do. This requires Caleb to cross the street, but several kids are crossing so it doesn’t worry me. It also is much easier to pull into the flow of traffic on that side since most people are coming from the opposite direction.
Today, not so much. Caleb gets in and I check to see if it’s clear. It is and I begin to inch out. I think everyone knows I have a brand new car. There is not a scratch on it and I plan on keeping it that way for as long as possible. I am EXTREMELY aware of my surroundings. Which is why I slam on my brakes as this car comes flying down the road and doesn’t so much as glance in my direction. At this point, I am in the lane by more than half a cars length.
The car that almost rams me has an obvious tweaker behind the wheel and her eyes are nowhere on the road. How no child was hit is a miracle. She is eating a donut and yelling at random kids waiting on the sidewalk. She finally pulls up enough for me to complete my merge into traffic and then just stops. In the middle of the road. For no reason whatsoever. She continues to yell at random kids to come to her car. In the middle of the road. Blocking traffic both ways and doesn’t seem to notice or care.
The guy that was attempting to take my parking space lays on his horn. She doesn’t move. He jumps out of his truck (ands he’s HUGE) and heads toward her car. Apparently that got her attention and she hauls ass into a private driveway. By then traffic both ways is a joke. It’s a residential street, so with cars parked on both sides, the travel lane is just enough for two cars to slowly pass through.
The whole situation was just insane. I’m in a position facing a large SUV and can’t move until they squeeze by. In the meantime, tweaker girl and her boyfriend are doing goodness knows what still yelling at random kids.
It wasn’t until I’m out of the situation that I realize how weird the entire situation seemed. She had out of state plates. She was obviously too high to realize how many kids were crossing the street while she drove recklessly, or the fact that she blocked all traffic. I get the sense that she and the boyfriend were up to no good.
I didn’t even think about getting the plate number at the time. My focus was just trying to get out of there without getting hit or witnessing a fight, but now I wish I had. It has my gut going crazy.
Anyone that picks up their child even once or twice a week knows how congested the area gets. They know kids are crossing at all different spots. They know to be focused and slow down. This chick didn’t seem to know any of that. I do know staff is outside on the sidewalk until most of the kids have dispersed so I feel confident that if they were up to something funny, staff would have been on it. I just hate that I didn’t pay closer attention.
About all I could tell anyone was it was a larger tan four door car with Arizona plates and a male and female tweaker in the front. That describes half of Lakeside. 😑
So much for being aware.
Thankfully, these kids are older and hopefully know enough to not approach a strangers car, but I do plan on discussing with Caleb the dangers just as a friendly reminder. He knows that unless he hears it directly from me that he is to not get in someone else’s car unless it’s Dianna. She and her husband are the one exception to the rule as I am for their grandchildren. We live next door to one another and the kids know we are their “safe” alternative.
Pick up so stressed me out that I’m taking the kids shopping for jackets and then out to dinner where I can order a pool size margarita. National Idiot Day needs to end.