Two assholes meet at an intersection

I finally know what it's like to encounter myself on the road.

Background: in taogrl's neighborhood, some of the streets are designed so that every other intersection is a stop sign. Therefore, at every other intersection where you don't have a stop sign, the cross traffic has its own stop sign.

WELL, on my way home from taogrl's abode, while driving on such a road, I encountered two assholes who should have stopped in at their stop signs while I had right of way. One made it a good ways into the intersection. At long last, I finally know what it's like to run into myself driving in taogrl's neighborhood. In the past, I've been a bit lax on noticing which intersection I have to stop and which one I can just drive through. Fortunately, however, I've not run into anyone in the process.

So yes, I met two vehicular soulmates today. Assoulmates, if you will. And did I stop to meet them and bond in our assholish driving methods. Hell, no.