Last week I was making the tricky merge from eastbound Memorial Drive onto southbound Deerfoot Trail (speed limit = 100 km/hr), in which you have a rather short stretch to get off the ramp and onto the freeway, whilst others are attempting to merge off Deerfoot and onto the same exit ramp. There's a lot of jostling for position at high speeds. And of course there are always those who obliviously toodle along in the exchange lane because they like it in that lane and they have no clue that others are attempting lane shifts at breakneck speeds.
I had my turn signal on and was waiting for an opportunity to make the move to the left, but there was this ramshackle truck right beside me in the lane that I wanted to enter - no turn signal - so I assumed he was continuing on straight.
I got up to merge speed, waiting for that all too brief opportunity to shift over, when suddenly the passenger door on the truck opened wide and a man leaned out of the truck (at 100 km/hr) and pointed at the front of my vehicle, all the while with a big grin on his face which nicely showcased the most amazing set of picket-fence chompers I have ever had the pleasure to lay eyes upon.
I thought he was telling me that I had a flat tire, but I quickly remembered that I have a sensor in my vehicle that causes an alarm to sound if the tire pressure becomes too low. I know this to be a fact because it goes off every god damned winter when the temperature drops suddenly. It always scares the bejeezus out of me.
And then I realized that he was telling me that he wanted to get into my lane. I started laughing my head off, as I backed off the accelorator so he could switch lanes and I didn't stop laughing till I got home.
It's not every day that you have an encounter with a human turn signal, but I'm pretty certain I'll be reading about him in the Darwin Awards one day.
On the opposite end of the intellectual spectrum, Canada Reads began today. Since Lullabies for LIttle Criminals is the only one of the five books which are contesting to be "the book that all of Canada should read" which I have actually read, it's pretty easy to decide which one I am cheering for. Besides I love the book and it is being advocated by the lovely and talented (and sensitive, it would seem, according to the tale about the plane ride and the mountain biking magazine reader) John K Samson of the Weakerthans (who formed 10 years ago this spring btw).
And it you can make any sense of the convoluted paragraph you just read, you are a better reader than I am a writer. Well done, you.
Canada Reads is only five days long - Monday to Friday on CBC Radio One at 11:30 am. Do try to catch it. It will be well worth the effort just for the back-stabbing and strategizing and arm-twisting.