Open Letter To The Lady At Reilly & 2nd This Morning

Dear Random Lady at Reilly & Second this morning:

The Pittsburgh Left is not your God-given right. It is a privilege, a gift from one driver to another, a small piece of civility on the mean streets of western Pennsylvania (and, increasingly, central Pennsylvania).



I probably would have let you make the turn. My wife just had our second daughter last week, and life is good right now. I'm feeling pretty magnanimous toward the world, and a day like today is a good day to practice random acts of kindness in a vain attempt to counter-balance the unfathomable evil that occurred a couple hundred miles south of here yesterday.

So like I said I am definitely pre-disposed to allowing people to take the Pittsburgh Left in front of me these days. But, when you pull up to the intersection across from me with your wheels turned and flash a pre-emptive "thanks for letting me go" hand gesture as you start to roll into the intersection before the light turns, you better fucking believe I'm going to aggressively defend my right-of-way, and re-enforce it with a two-handed one-finger salute.

The Pittsburgh Left is to be given, not taken. I don't remember what kind of car you were driving, but I guarantee it's worth more than my 15-year old piece of crap pickup truck, and that's probably why you stopped before I did. In the future, you might want to consider giving someone the chance to be nice to you before you allow your inflated sense of entitlement to put you in a situation where, if we had collided, you would have been 100% at fault.

Have a nice day,

The Dilettante