Yielding vs. Merging
So, i'm driving to Marion, NC. Yes, it is a real place, albeit small. The route takes me along Interstate 40. What i notice is that there is no observed difference between yielding and merging. Theoretically yes, all of us drivers and individuals with IQ's above 'Legally Alive' understand that there SHOULD be a difference in how one behaves in both of those circumstances . . . however, it seems like no one i've ever observed (read: no one that i've been annoyed with at a merge/yield whilst driving along a busy highway) really seems to get it.
Which is annoying to me. For example, if i'm trying to get off of a highway along side someone who is trying to get on the highway, i'm going to be looking at what they're SUPPOSED to be doing, to determine what I should do. If they have a merge, i'll probably pull in behind them, if they have a yield, i know that i'm supposed to go ahead of them. Most of the time, they don't even know that i'm frustrated with them . . . i just fume in my soccer-mom van as i speed up the ramp.
Now it's never caused me a wreck. Nothing more than frustration really.
Then i think about how people look at me when i don't tithe, or pray, or speak, or act like i'm SUPPOSED to act. Or, how I feel when I see other people. These are all things that i'm SUPPOSED to do, and when i don't, i'm sure they frustrate the tar our of some people. Let's not even talk about Jesus.
(Aside: being in North Carolina, i really need to understand what a tar-heel is . . . not the teams, but an actual tar-heel, from whence the name is taken. If anyone can explain that, that'd be great.)
So, those are my thoughts for today. Or at least one of them.
Grace.
1 comment:
des is an angry soccer mom. makes me laugh.
so i looked up some info. for you..."While UNC-Chapel Hill is a fine institution, nearly as good as NC State, and certainly better than Duke (which is also an excellent school) the term "Tarheel" actually applies to all citizens of this state, perhaps the finest single patch of territory on the face of God's green earth.
This storied nickname originated during the War of Northern Aggression, and according to a 1912 newspaper, the term was first heard in Virginia between 1862 and 1863. According to the article:
"The designation was applied in jest to North Carolina about the camp-fires, following the custom of naming the soldiers from several states after the most distinctive product of that state. At the time, tar was perhaps North Carolina's best known product, and by a very easy change, the troops from this state were called 'Tar Heels'. In a like manner, troops from the lower portion of South Carolina were called 'Rice Birds.' It was a very common remark about the camp-fires for one soldier to shout to another as a third approached: 'Look and see if he's got any tar on his heels!'. The North Carolina soldiers accepted the name in good graces, declaring that like tar they held fast to whatever ground they stood, 'stuck' to what they began, and left their marks wherever they went…"
Lenoir News, 4/12/1912"
from http://www.tarheelpress.com/Tarheel.html
interesting, eh?
see you at work tomorrow. haha....
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