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Bulls on the roads or Ukrainian driving culture

From the open window a pleasant breeze blows. At the start of the seventh clock. I still want to sleep awfully. Through the morning nap, I heard the cat get to the folder with the plastic "files" and took up her favorite thing - chewing and crunching and crunching with polyethylene. Following Marley (a beagle puppy who was given to her mother-in-law) came running, and from a pure heart, happily popped his front paws onto the bed and hit me directly on the head. Well, how on these little boobies get angry? They are beasts. I get up, get ready and go to work. But right there, the mood begins to go mad and I understand that these were domestic animals, and there are real "beasts" on the road. I do not understand why they are at a crossroads, where turning to the left from just one lane considers it normal for me to cross over from the middle row? Let everyone can hurry, but if you are forced to be rude, then why not apologize by blinking emergency gang? The next couple of kilometers of the way were also endowed by the Schumacher, which is wedged in front of me on a rusty, already a million kilometers long Lanos, so that I have to go to the floor. Maybe he even turned the turn or looked in the mirror? Hell no! And then on the sidewalk "a serious man" on his SUV brings down all the money, so that the pedestrian is forced to get out onto the lawn. The mood is already to hell, but there is still a whole working day ahead. And this day would be similar to all the others, but here they say on the radio that ".. they infringe upon us and do not give visa-free entry into Europe ...".

By the nature of our work, I am regularly “there” and I know very well that in any European country you turn on the turn signal - and they let you through. And the fact that you can make a maneuver without a warning signal, people do not even realize. Of course, the fact that the rules abroad, people do not break - it's all a fairy tale. Nobody drives 110 km / h on the highway there either, and in the city not everyone perceives the limit “50” literally. But they respect each other on the road, trying not to be rude, how much in vain. During foreign tests, it is often necessary to drive 300 or even 500 km per day to completely unfamiliar cities in a foreign country. But in the evening you do not feel in yourself the desire to beat someone or go to the nearest sports shop and buy a baseball bat - just like that, for the future. At home, to reach such a state sometimes ten kilometers from home to work are enough. Maybe they have less traffic jams there? No, on the contrary - more. They simply, for some reason, the driver does not believe that he is the most intelligent and the only important person in the world, and all the others around are fools and second class, with whom there is no point in reckoning.

I know that there is no reason to urge those who "bykuet" to change due to the fact that this is his normal state. It's a shame that in this whole mess there are a lot of normal people angry and, besides their will, no, no, and they cut their neighbor downstream or once again turn to the right from the middle row. Let's stay behind the wheel, you see, and you won't have to prove to anyone that we need to be allowed into Europe without a visa. They themselves will understand everything ... After all, they understand now, because for now they have to go to the embassies and prove that we are people too. And this should not cause anyone doubt.

The rules that can fundamentally change our traffic flow are so simple that it is even funny to remind you about them:

1. Look in the mirrors and turn on before the maneuver.

2. If a person blinks, skip it. In five minutes you may be let through.

3. If a row that next to you has rested on an accident or road works, drive it according to the rule of the zipper lock: one from its row, one missed, one from its row, one missed ... You practically do not lose time, the rhythm of movement does not get lost.

4. If, after all, you have done it, then from what you do not feel pride in your deed - blink emergency gang. You will understand.

PS: "Autocentre" decided to make of my blog a special subsection devoted to the difficult topic of behavior on the roads. Moreover, we will limit the special club "For the culture on the roads." A charter is currently being drafted (short but extremely clear).