Driving in Florida has been the biggest adjustment I have made here. I’m either getting yelled at because I’m already going 10 miles/hour OVER the speed limit (which apparently just isn’t fast enough) or I am stuck behind someone going a whopping 10 miles/hour. Generally the residential speed limit is 40 mi/hr, which in Floridian definitions means at least 60mi/hr. I’ve always learned that you have to drive in the right lane on the highway unless you are passing, but I’ve now applied this law just driving to the grocery store. Who knew that the minute you get in your car you have actually entered a NASCAR race?
On the other hand, you have all the elderly folk still driving at the age of 95. Lets just say their definition of the speed limit is to go at least 20 mi/hr under and to make sure they swerve and don’t look before they change lanes. But don’t assume all old people drive like this. There is the occasion that I have been passed by a red sports car who has flown by me at 90 mi/hr and when I catch up to them at the stop light I look over and see a little old couple sitting in the front seats. Really?
This is basically my grocery shopping experience. Everyone grabs their carts and as soon as they walk through the sliding doors THEY’RE OFF!! Bobby and I were walking down the canned vegetable aisle when all of sudden I could hear the wobbly tires of a cart quickly approaching. Within a split second a man had whipped his cart around us, just in time to stop right in front of us and cut us off at the green beans. I’m so glad he was able to get to them fast enough.
The next aisle was even worse. We started to venture down it but it was blocked by at least 4 elderly couples who had left their carts in every direction and were wandering up and down the aisle trying to read the labels. We had to take a detour.
I'll just continue to try and stay out of everyone's way, especially when deciding which deli meat to purchase.
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