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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24330 on: November 08, 2013, 07:32:58 PM »
Many of the customers I encountered today in the new-just opened two days ago-super duper grocery store close to work, and on my way home. I get that its nice, shiny, and new, and has such things as all kinds of prepared and made-to-order food, and a whole lot more. that being said, if I had to say "excuse me" one more time due to someone just leaving their cart, or parking and blocking every aisle, I was going to scream. And the actual groceries? nothing new or special or to write home about. And they all seemed to think it was great to bring the whole family!

and let's not forget the several groups of folks who saw each other and just had to stop and yap right where they were.

UGH. I get that its only been open a few days, so the newness hasn't yet worn off, but really? have some consideration please!

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« Reply #24331 on: November 08, 2013, 07:57:28 PM »
Second accident I witnessed in Georgia - by myself on the way home.  I was behind a blue pickup (Ute to the Aussies - not the largest ones made, but a big enough one).  We were in the left turn lane (crossing oncoming traffic with a protected green arrow) and turning into a five lane road (two north, two south, and a middle "left turn only lane" for people wanting to turn into various businesses on the other side of the street without blocking traffic (if they did it according to the laws & customs of the land). 

A regular sized silver car (most colors have been changed except the blue - to provide some anonymity) turned out of a parking lot to our right (after we completed our left turns into the left straight lane) and then tried to get immediately into the left travel lane, then the left turn lane - totally ignoring the existence of the more or less sky blue pickup (bigger than his vehicle).  He hit it two or three times trying to get through it - then both stopped in the left turn lane (middle lane).  The pickup  driver to see what was wrong with his vehicle and the other driver and the driver of the silver car to rant & rave at the pickup driver.

I pulled into a parking lot on the far side of the road & called the police on my cell phone.

After the elderly (white haired driver and just as white haired female companion in the passenger seat) couple were interviewed AND the single younger man (not older than thirty - possibly mid-twenties - never did get a good look at him OR talk to him at the time of the accident) had talked to the police and the elderly couple were checked for possible injuries - the policeman came over to talk to him.  First question was "have you talked to either of the drivers"?  I was able to say no - didn't know them, hadn't talked to them, just seen the accident & called it in after pulling over in case the police wanted to talk to me.  I'd worked for a car insurance company and I wanted to keep my eye witness account of event untainted by any possible charge of bias.  It had been a fairly low speed accident and I had seen other people checking on both drivers - I had been behind both vehicles and wanted to keep my account simple.

I explained that I had been behind the blue vehicle as we came down east facing road, we'd come to the left turn lane and both of us turned south on the protected left turn arrow into the nearer lane.  The silver vehicle came out of the (grocery store) parking lot to our right and pulled into the right lane, then signaled a left turn and tried to pull through the blue vehicle at least twice, bouncing off of it each time, before they both stopped in the left turn lane, with the silver vehicle behind the blue one.  I had seen both drivers get out and talk to each other while I made a phone call on my cell to get the police notified. 

Other people had already stopped and were talking to both drivers - so I just waited on the police.

Two or three days later, I got a call of thanks from the pickup driver.  The elderly couple had insisted that he had pulled "from out of nowhere" into the lane they were trying to get into and caused the whole accident.  An eye witness account of someone who knew neither of them had made a world of difference for HIM (and staying at the scene to do the police report explained why he was an hour late getting back from lunch to his boss).  Nobody else had seen what happened because of how quickly the elderly driver had gone from lane one to lane two to lane three (left turn lane) - or tried to - because the pickup was already in lane two.

And no one else had noticed that the elderly driver had tried to go through the other vehicle more than once...although everyone there with their windows rolled down had heard him yelling at the younger man for "driving like a bat out of heck" and causing the accident. 

I'm not sure if I'd call the elderly driver a SS - but he did need an eye test, at the very least, in my opinion.
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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24332 on: November 08, 2013, 09:32:50 PM »
Speaking of perception issues, have you guys seen this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ahg6qcgoay4?

I saw it in a room full of scientists at a seminar and no one caught it.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24333 on: November 08, 2013, 11:21:22 PM »
On the subject of drivers "not seeing" other vehicles that are stopped at lights and such, several years ago a friend of mine drove a big old conversion van, hard to miss, and was stopped at a red light at an intersection one day when he felt a bump. Put his van in park, got out to look and found an extremely irate man who'd driven his fancy little sports car right into the back of the van, smashed it all up. All my friend had felt was a bump, and the little car was nearly totaled. All because the guy had "not seen" the giant green conversion van stopped at the intersection in broad daylight.
Not a SS story, but this story made me remember what happened to my BIL. He had bought a brand new car. He decided to get it with a bright yellow paint job, so everyone would see him. Except, one day he was stopped behind a bus when he was rear-ended. The driver of the other car kept saying he hadn't seen BIL's car. Why? Well, you see, the bus was a yellow school bus and BIL's car blended right into it. (Literally, after the accident!)

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24334 on: November 09, 2013, 12:06:01 AM »
Speaking of perception issues, have you guys seen this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ahg6qcgoay4?

I saw it in a room full of scientists at a seminar and no one caught it.

I only caught it because I'd seen something similar before.  Once you've seen it, you can't unsee it.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24335 on: November 09, 2013, 10:19:25 AM »
Speaking of perception issues, have you guys seen this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ahg6qcgoay4?

I saw it in a room full of scientists at a seminar and no one caught it.

I only caught it because I'd seen something similar before.  Once you've seen it, you can't unsee it.
I watched something similar in a work conference a year or two ago, but it was a guy in a gorilla suit. I couldn't believe all the hands afterwards that hadn't seen him.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24336 on: November 09, 2013, 11:01:40 AM »
get invalid request on the link , but is it the basketball game with an extra...character?
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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24337 on: November 09, 2013, 11:14:32 AM »
get invalid request on the link , but is it the basketball game with an extra...character?

A remake of it, yes.

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« Reply #24338 on: November 09, 2013, 12:18:16 PM »
When I was taken by ambulance (although not full lights/sirens), my husband actually got there first. :-)
I beat LifeFlight to the city.  ::) The pilot shook his finger at me and said, 'You were SPEEDING!'
Actually, what happened was that I left the hospital and drove straight to the hospital in the city, while the helicopter was somewhat delayed in taking off. So as I was parking my car, I could hear the helicopter (I used to live on the descent path into a major medical center, and developed a Radar O'Reilly like sensitivity to the sound of choppers). I went around to the landing pad, and learned a lesson about why the medical people stay inside until the rotors stop- it is amazing how much debris a landing chopper will kick up, and it does not feel good to be sandblasted. The medical folks waiting inside opened the door and pulled me in. :) I already knew about waiting til the rotors stop, because sometimes they will get wobbly as they're slowing down, and even running towards the chopper in a crouch, like you see on TV, will not save you if a blade suddenly drops a couple of feet. I was astounded how much sand and grit could be on the landing pad- I could see them sanding it in winter, but this was July.

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« Reply #24339 on: November 09, 2013, 01:09:29 PM »
Once when showing a school available for rent to the NYC Dept of Education, I ran across the specialist snowflake of the day.

There was a little-used roadway between the school location and the apartment building across the street; when school was in session, the street was closed completely and after school hours, barricades narrowed it to one lane and the speed limit kept at 20 mph.

SS and her SS sister and her SS niece were in a very expensive SUV which came whipping 'round the corner and accelerated well past 20 mph.  Careening, the SUV leapt the curb and smacked headlong into the wrought iron gates which delineated the school yard to a height of about a story and a half.  The fence and gate were deeply embedded in the concrete of the yard, and had stood there since about 1911.

SUV driver got out of the car, her sister got out of the car, and the niece got out of the car.  All came over screaming at us that "it wasn't their fault  - that we had (wait for it) moved the street and gates so that they blocked her vehicle.  (Liberally laced with profanity.  Yes.  All of them, cursing like sailors, including the nine-year-old.)

When I said that they would have to stay and wait for the police to come (non-emergency, Queens, could be a while,) the nine-year-old sneered "what are you, a lawyer?"  "No, but I am," said our counsel, who was on this site tour with me.  "So am I," said the attorney for NYC's Department of Ed, who was also on the site visit.  All told, we had twenty people who were standing within 20 years of this occurrence, all of whom were either with the Department of Ed or with us as the property owners.

After 40 minutes of variously cursing, calling their husbands and having the husband demand that we "release" them, having them accuse us of holding them up for money, and other invectives and epithets, the driver suddenly remembered that the reason she was speeding home was that she had left her baby home alone, just a little baby, almost new, and that her husband would be mad if the baby were alone for so long and that she wasn't allowed to go out shopping which is what she was doing and that he was going to beat her now.

Department of Ed = mandatory child neglect and abuse reporters.  Out came the cell phones to report an abandoned child at  the address of the registered driver of the SUV (we had also asked for driver's licenses and photographed them with our cell phones as well as having the license number of the SUV which we provided to the police dispatcher.)

When the police finally arrived (another unit having gone to the house to check on the "baby",) we gave them our business cards and left, while our attorney stayed behind.  As we were all calling out farewells to each other as we streamed back to our cars or to the subway, the 9-year-old started screaming "They are leaving the scene of the accident!  We get to leave!  We demand to be free!"  The cop looked at the girl's mother and suggested that she get a refund for the tuition for the law school where the girl went.  Then pointed out to the driver that generally, there are two participants in an accident and that the wrought iron fence wasn't going anywhere.

I'd forgotten that story.
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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24340 on: November 09, 2013, 01:17:58 PM »
get invalid request on the link , but is it the basketball game with an extra...character?

A remake of it, yes.

There's a TV show called Perception and they touch on this as a whole episode.
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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24341 on: November 09, 2013, 02:22:02 PM »
Once when showing a school available for rent to the NYC Dept of Education, I ran across the specialist snowflake of the day.

There was a little-used roadway between the school location and the apartment building across the street; when school was in session, the street was closed completely and after school hours, barricades narrowed it to one lane and the speed limit kept at 20 mph.

SS and her SS sister and her SS niece were in a very expensive SUV which came whipping 'round the corner and accelerated well past 20 mph.  Careening, the SUV leapt the curb and smacked headlong into the wrought iron gates which delineated the school yard to a height of about a story and a half.  The fence and gate were deeply embedded in the concrete of the yard, and had stood there since about 1911.

SUV driver got out of the car, her sister got out of the car, and the niece got out of the car.  All came over screaming at us that "it wasn't their fault  - that we had (wait for it) moved the street and gates so that they blocked her vehicle.  (Liberally laced with profanity.  Yes.  All of them, cursing like sailors, including the nine-year-old.)

When I said that they would have to stay and wait for the police to come (non-emergency, Queens, could be a while,) the nine-year-old sneered "what are you, a lawyer?"  "No, but I am," said our counsel, who was on this site tour with me.  "So am I," said the attorney for NYC's Department of Ed, who was also on the site visit.  All told, we had twenty people who were standing within 20 years of this occurrence, all of whom were either with the Department of Ed or with us as the property owners.

After 40 minutes of variously cursing, calling their husbands and having the husband demand that we "release" them, having them accuse us of holding them up for money, and other invectives and epithets, the driver suddenly remembered that the reason she was speeding home was that she had left her baby home alone, just a little baby, almost new, and that her husband would be mad if the baby were alone for so long and that she wasn't allowed to go out shopping which is what she was doing and that he was going to beat her now.

Department of Ed = mandatory child neglect and abuse reporters.  Out came the cell phones to report an abandoned child at  the address of the registered driver of the SUV (we had also asked for driver's licenses and photographed them with our cell phones as well as having the license number of the SUV which we provided to the police dispatcher.)

When the police finally arrived (another unit having gone to the house to check on the "baby",) we gave them our business cards and left, while our attorney stayed behind.  As we were all calling out farewells to each other as we streamed back to our cars or to the subway, the 9-year-old started screaming "They are leaving the scene of the accident!  We get to leave!  We demand to be free!"  The cop looked at the girl's mother and suggested that she get a refund for the tuition for the law school where the girl went.  Then pointed out to the driver that generally, there are two participants in an accident and that the wrought iron fence wasn't going anywhere.

I'd forgotten that story.


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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24342 on: November 09, 2013, 03:05:16 PM »
Oh my goodness.... I am with VorFemme.  laughing so hard I can't breathe.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #24343 on: November 09, 2013, 03:47:40 PM »
Our notorious neighbors have left. As in they were living there Friday, and they were gone Monday. They did not notify the management, left broken windows and a ton of garbage behind. Biggest problem? We have had rain nearly every day this week and there are broken windows on the third floor of that unit. I called management yesterday to make sure they knew to keep more water from getting into the town house.

I know they took the puppy with them, and that is all I know.

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« Reply #24344 on: November 09, 2013, 04:29:05 PM »
Our notorious neighbors have left. As in they were living there Friday, and they were gone Monday. They did not notify the management, left broken windows and a ton of garbage behind. Biggest problem? We have had rain nearly every day this week and there are broken windows on the third floor of that unit. I called management yesterday to make sure they knew to keep more water from getting into the town house.

I know they took the puppy with them, and that is all I know.

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