A little lesson in etiquette

from Wendy Wayrad. Her post today addresses the scourge that is drivers. Now I'm a pedestrian. San Francisco is a walking city. It's only 49 square miles after all. I often experience the problem Wendy vents about where drivers turn even when I, crossing the street, obviously have the right of way. I know you think that if I'm at the end of the crosswalk you can make it through before I hit the middle of the street, but you my friends are wrong! I am the pedestrian and in California that means any time I'm anywhere near the crosswalk you are my bitch. So a word to wise drivers unless you want to meet my attorney and all of my very angry and litigious heirs you'd better watch you ass when I'm crossing the road.