Well Played Wednesday: Voice of Reason

It snowed here beginning Sunday afternoon and kept snowing until sometime Monday.  If you live anywhere remotely close to me, then that is NOT news to you.  Nor is it news that this unusually-early-in-the-winter snowfall caused all of our state to forget everything they learned in driver's ed.  Oh...and the subsequent 10+ years of driving experience the majority of them have had.

Why is it that snow causes people to lose all common driving sense??  I get it.  Don't speed.  Don't tailgate.  Only go as fast as the conditions allow.  I get it.  Really.  But what I DON'T get is the need to drive 15 miles per hour on a completely clear STRAIGHT FLAT road.  I don't get slamming on the breaks for ABSOLUTELY NO EFFING REASON other than the wind blew.  I don't get not using turn signals.  And I don't get the people who think it's okay to drive FASTER than when there is NOT a snow storm.  I'm just saying.

So, while driving Jayna to Aunt Summer's on Monday morning, I was slightly on edge.  It had taken me WAY TOO long to get to where I was...and I wasn't even there yet!!  I was driving on my favorite street in Oddville in which the normal speed limit is 30 miles per hour.  I got behind a woman going 13 miles an hour.  THIRTEEN.  It wasn't actively snowing.  Oddville is very good about clearing their main roads, so this road was completely clean (it was actually the FIRST street I drove on on Monday morning that was completely clear).  She continually slammed on her breaks for absolutely nothing.  I wasn't tailgating her and there was no one in front of her.  I'm still unsure of what she was doing.  She turned on her turn signal about half a mile before she turned.  I was extremely annoyed.

I said, partially under my breath, "Go lady!!  Geez!" 

And from the backseat I hear, "She not want her car to fall down in the snow, mom."

I should've left it alone.  I should've listened to my little 2-year-old voice of reason.  But I just HAD to continue.

"Yes, but Jayna, she's going REALLY slow."

Jayna thinks for a moment and then says, "But she being REALLY careful, mom.  Like you said to Jaynie on the sidewalk."  (That morning I had repeatedly told her to be REALLY careful while walking on the front walkway to the car.)

Well played, Jayna.  Next time I'll listen.