I agree, it makes me angry when people act as if they were above the law, while slobs like me just pay the ticket. But it makes me far more angry to get a ticket for going 36 mph on a completely empty street at six in the morning.
I'll admit, once I got to know where the (many, many) cameras are on my morning commute through eastern Queens--and I got to know where they are by getting 3 or 4 tickets in different spots when the cameras were first installed--it made me more conscious of slowing down, and now I don't even think about it. I just never, ever go over 30 mph in the morning. Of course, this doesn't stop some others from tailgating me, blowing the horn at me, giving me the high-beams... I had a freakin' commercial truck doing all three of these to me a while ago. I didn't slow down, I didn't antagonize the truck, I just kept to my 30 mph. That's what the safety police would want me to do, right? (Although I'm sure they'd prefer I kept below 25 mph or less, which is, frankly, difficult.) Anyway, once the truck was able to able to get around me (didn't take long), the driver proceeded to give me the finger. I just kept on driving at my pathetic little 30 mph.
I despise the cameras, I despise the clowns who try to cheat the system by defacing their plates and at this point, I despise having to enter the borough of Queens, which I used to love, and where I lived all of my childhood and much of my adult life.
FixEmUpper t1_j5ws3w1 wrote
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I agree, it makes me angry when people act as if they were above the law, while slobs like me just pay the ticket. But it makes me far more angry to get a ticket for going 36 mph on a completely empty street at six in the morning.
I'll admit, once I got to know where the (many, many) cameras are on my morning commute through eastern Queens--and I got to know where they are by getting 3 or 4 tickets in different spots when the cameras were first installed--it made me more conscious of slowing down, and now I don't even think about it. I just never, ever go over 30 mph in the morning. Of course, this doesn't stop some others from tailgating me, blowing the horn at me, giving me the high-beams... I had a freakin' commercial truck doing all three of these to me a while ago. I didn't slow down, I didn't antagonize the truck, I just kept to my 30 mph. That's what the safety police would want me to do, right? (Although I'm sure they'd prefer I kept below 25 mph or less, which is, frankly, difficult.) Anyway, once the truck was able to able to get around me (didn't take long), the driver proceeded to give me the finger. I just kept on driving at my pathetic little 30 mph.
I despise the cameras, I despise the clowns who try to cheat the system by defacing their plates and at this point, I despise having to enter the borough of Queens, which I used to love, and where I lived all of my childhood and much of my adult life.