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Down the road an elderly man was attempting to cross the street. I stopped and waited. A truck going the other way, driven by a high schooler barreled past the man. The boy was staring straight ahead and didn't even see the man. The elderly man wisely waited for the truck to pass and limped quickly across the street.
It got me thinking. I understand that part of the high school experience is to be completely consumed with one's self. That was reflected in almost every driver I waited for as I tried to get out of the parking lot. Every youthful driver entering the parking lot was focused on themselves and their own needs and it seemed apparent that they weren't thinking of anything that didn't directly impact their forward movement.
Maybe my frustration with drivers out on the road is that the ones that anger me are the ones who think of themselves only. I have heard it said that age is only in your mind.
No where is that more true than on the roadways. There are a lot of people who look a lot older than teenagers that are driving like there is no one on the road more important than them. In a word, they are driving like teenagers.
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