i haul

yesterday was the first time in my life driving one of these things. as i approached broadway from 94th street i had to squeeeeeeeze past a double-parked truck. i asked for some assistance from a man on the street who advised me to tuck in my mirrors and not move the wheel at ALL as he waved me forward. it was a tight squeeze. when i finally inched my way past the truck entirely, i stopped at the light to push my mirrors back out. without those mirrors i couldn't see ANYTHING except what was directly in front of me. i couldn't even turn to look over my shoulder...the cars behind me started honking the instant that the light turned green. the honking persisted as i was trying to move as quickly as possible. but almost as an instinct i countered with an insane burst of cursing through the open windows. "calm the f*%$ down you f*%$#&*^ a$$hole!" it was my way of saying goodbye to a city that literally drives me crazy...but one i will also always love.