Assisted Procrastination

Dear Gracious Man at the Stop Sign,

Yesterday, you offered me the chance to take your turn at the confused stop sign. I turned you down, but I want you to know that it wasn’t personal. While this sign has been present for many months now, folks in the area still can’t seem to consistently take their appropriate turns.

Many days, there are police present to encourage the correct flow of the busy four-way stop. Yesterday was not one of those days. I don’t want you to think I’m not grateful for your offer because I am. When you waved me on, I more vehemently waved you on instead. You see, you were to my right and, by law, I am to yield my turn to you. I fully recognize that each of the cars before us had taken their turn at the wrong place in the order, but I feel it’s my duty to try to get things back on track.

I hope you were able to find a suitable opportunity to pass along your offer of kindness. I believe in the “pass it on” theory and, while I didn’t want to stunt it in that moment at the stop sign, I thought it a better thing to bring order to chaos. If it makes you feel better, I’d also tell you if you had spinach in your teeth and toilet paper stuck to your shoe. It’s just the kind of person I am. Besides, someone who eats veggies in the bathroom is prime fodder for both public humiliation and my blog.

Sincerely,

The Feisty Chick at the Stop Sign

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