We just spent the July 4th holiday in Santa Barbara CA. Santa Barbara, really is a very special place, it lives up to its hype as the French Rivera of California, very tranquil and relaxing. Anyhow, after having spent a wonderful holiday in SB, I was brought back to reality on the last day of our trip, in the parking lot of a local SB supermarket. What happened was we went to the Supermarket to get some things and on the way out of the parking lot I came to the end of the row I was parked in. As I looked to my right and left I noticed there was a Stop Sign on my left and a car approaching it.
Unfortunately for me I assumed in the real world drivers who drive up to Stop Signs must stop for them, it now appears that assumption is not true.
What happened was as I moved into the intersection and made a left turn, the car approaching the Stop Sign stopped. Up until this point you might think everything was normal, as I did, but then the world of the crazes showed up in the form of the driver at the Stop Sign. This crazy began shouting at me " Stop Sign, Stop Sign " and giving me the finger, because, as a near as I can discern, my presence in his world forced him to stop at the Stop Sign !!! I guess he had not intention of stopping, and my mere presence ruined his plan. Anyhow, it took me a while to react to his yelling, primarily because I don't think the way crazes think, so I didn't yell back at him, but in retrospect, my inability to immediately become a crazy, may have saved my life.
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