Earlier today, my dad and I were sitting at a stop light when, out of my rolled-down car window, I heard a woman in the next lane over say, “Excuse me.”
My dad and I turn to the right. She’s a blonde woman in what looks like a Toyota Tercel. Her front-seat passenger looks like it could be her mom.
“I’m trying to get on the highway going east and I’m in the wrong lane,” she explained. “Would I be able to get in front of you?”
“Sure,” my dad said.
As the light changed, and she made her lane change, she said, “Thank you.”
I’m 29, and I’ve never seen that before in my life. Not even in an educational video.
Too bad she’s not from around here. I wish there were drivers like that in Toronto.