Most days I walk over to the community garden where we have a plot. Watering and weeding are constant chores, chores not often mentioned in the glowing articles on organic and local food. But that's a different post.
To reach the garden I have to cross Reston Parkway, which is 4 lanes plus turn lanes and is usually still busy from the tail end of rush hour when I'm walking. So there's a red light for traffic heading north on Reston as I cross. Some people, I suspect, hang a right from Reston onto Glade (the cross street) so they can try to barrel north on Colts Neck, a less-traveled 4 lane road, bypassing congestion on Reston.
When I'm crossing then, you will be amazed to know there's a small but finite danger that drivers making their right turn on red will not come to a stop. Further, they may not be looking for a pedestrian walking in front of the stopped cars in the travel lanes because they're intent on making their turn and getting to work, like the good bureaucrats they are.
Now a person close to me has the attitude with regards to cars that: "they have brakes, don't they." Unfortunately I've become infected by that attitude, so I tend to walk across the intersection with my eyes fixed on the opposite corner and not overtly looking for someone making a right turn. I figure they should be obeying the law, right? They're bureaucrats after all and need to set a good example.
This morning I followed my usual pattern, only to be almost run down by an SUV which made the right turn at about 20 mph, not stopping at all.
Mad? Of course I was mad. I was crossing with the light and the driver was absolutely in the wrong. What was even more aggravating is I don't think he ever saw me, after all I was at least 4 feet from his lane.
I fumed as I walked on to the garden. I had the delicious feeling of self-righteousness to savor. Then I remembered that the walk sign clearly said "Don't walk", so I was in the wrong too. (I don't usually hit the button to get a "Walk" signal; I walk rapidly and it wastes people's time.)
All in all, a remember of the mote and the beam