More gist on Interstate 95

When I began my blog yesterday, I really took a stab at writing for it has been YEARS since I have even written, other than my research papers and projects for graduate school.  The writer in me is rusty and for those who have read yesterday, I thank you for your patience as I take tweaks here and there along the way :).  As one may say, some things are always work in progress!

This week the theme to me seems to be this...INTERSTATE 95!

The only logical sense in which is recurrent to me was because of my recent travels to Wisconsin and back to Delaware.  As I was cruising up on 95 North this morning to drop Neva off at our wonderful babysitter, getting on was much difficult than getting on a horse, to tell you the truth.  People on 95 North blaze their way up as if there is no tomorrow (sorry to say but Delaware drivers are much more aggressive than NJ and NY drivers around here)!  One SUV was actually tailgating and blinking lights behind me and I was not even on the "fastest" lane.  (Mind you, that driver, I was just as in much of a hurry as you were to get to work!)  Much to my dismay, I could not give the SUV the bird because then the endless WHY's from Neva would follow.  How could I explain to a 5-year-old what the bird really means when I am ever so trying to teach her manners, patience, respect, and so on forth?  Nah - not even worth it so I did not go there. 

While all that was happening, I had to laugh.  Neva was positioned sitting behind me on the passenger's side and my mirror's set so I could see her (Neva is a talker and she loves to talk while we are traveling).  I had my sunglasses on and we were conversing as usual WHILE I was driving and if you could already picture this scenario as a driver, what would you see?  I admit, for some, this may be not clear but consider that we are both deaf and we use mirrors to communicate.  While darting our way through the freeway, I was talking to Neva about something and began to notice other drivers around me taking second looks and giving me weird looks.  I was like...hmm...what was that?  Did they give me the face?  As I began to contemplate as I am sensitive to how people respond to me like many people (I assume), I started to laugh out loud.  This does not happen often - laughing out loud by yourself - those moments are really incredible. 

Anyways.

Herbie car

I began to understand what was happening.  These drivers did not know I was deaf and I was communicating with my daughter in the backseat and I did have her as an "audience", thank you.  Instead, people thought that the driver of Mazda 5 was insane by using her body language, facial expressions and what not to NO ONE other than cars in front of her OR most importantly - talking to herself!  While I was cursing inside my head and thinking of ungodly thoughts of drivers around me, I imagined they thought of thoughts about me just the same.  A funny thing happened when all of this came to light, Herbie car showed up.  How weird is that?!  Maybe not for you but for me, it was.  I told myself right there and then that this morning already went weird and could not go any weirder than that.  I knew right then and there that I had to rush to DSD and there, I would feel no backlash from drivers on Interstate 95 :)

The thing to think about tonight - whenever you see people doing weird stuff in their car (assuming they are picking their noses or making fast gestures), do not be too quick to judge :).   And seriously, kindly do not tailgate and blink your lights, people.