Putting out Fires

There are few things that get me as worked up as I do about snowbirds. I was sitting at a stoplight the other day, and I noticed that the cars all around me read like this:  North Dakota, Alberta, Minnesota, Nebraska…  Arizona has become the new Florida.

Not getting into the intersection when attempting to turn left (screwing everyone behind them), stopping in the middle of the road for no reason, driving on the wrong side of the road, cruising at 15 under the speed limit, waiting for the sound of honking horns (and not the actual green light) as a cue that its time to drive.  I could go on. 

You may be reading this and thinking how insensitive I’m being.  Well, my friends, you don’t live in the far East Valley.  You’ve never sat in the hospital ER bleeding for TWO HOURS because of the over-crowding.  You’ve never had your vehicle trashed because some snowbird chose to stop in the middle of Power Rd. just long enough to cause a chain reaction accident and then have them drive off.  You’ve never had to change grocery stores for 5 months out of the year due to the shear frustration of being stuck EVERY TIME behind someone who has all day to do their shopping, and they plan on using every second of that time HOLDING YOU UP. 

One thing I will say about the snowbirds though:  they’re the only people in this state who actually know how to drive in rain on the 10 days a year we get it.