Misc

Really.

The worst thing about riding in the rain isn’t getting damp, nor is it the way you suddenly become quite a bit more aware of how small your contact patch with the newly slippery surface really is: it’s the part time drivers.

Every time there’s a downpour in Wellington, hordes of people take to their cars, abandoning their past habit of walking, waiting for the bus, or whatever, presumably because they don’t want to get wet. The problem is they aren’t habitual commuters, so they have even more limited skills, and even more primitive manners, than the average rush hour road user. And that’s before they get frustrated and angry about the (inexplicable to the mentally challenged) way the traffic is moving so damn slowly and taking so damn long to get anywhere.

Angry, rude, incompetant. The rain brings them out in droves.