I am blonde.
Ok, ok....I was naturally blonde as a child. Then it turned crappyoldbrowndishwater color.
Now...I am blonde. My hair is not blue.
Yet, when in Michigan this past weekend I started to feel like a little old woman with blue hair driving on the interstate and I was driving my Jeep about 75 mph (the speed limit is 70...Ok, so I was speeding...tell that to the cars that passed me at about 90 mph - including two Michigan State Police cars with NO lights flashing...).
No, I don't drive mega fast. I want to get there alive thankyouverymuch. And, I don't drive in the left lane unless I am passing someone. But I feel like some little old fart out for a Sunday drive when I am in that state.
I have friends who live in Michigan that hate, absolutely HATE to drive through Ohio (that's where I live...see...it says so over ---->). Yes, we have lots and lots of state cops sitting and hiding all over the place. (I counted 10 between Dayton and the Michigan border this past Friday night...150 miles according to Google Maps). So, with that many cops hanging around on the interstate you learn to drive the speed limit (and you also learn where all the highway patrol posts are, but that's a whole other story).
My son says I need to learn to drive like Michiganders (is that a word?) do. I lived there once....long long ago, in a galaxy far far...wait...wrong story....long ago. Didn't drive that way then, don't drive like that now. And, I can imagine that people from Michigan hate the way us Ohioans drive.
That's why I let my son drive all weekend :)
4 comments:
Michiganders. If that's not what they call themselves, it should be!
Thats awesome. I grew up in Michigan, and moved to Oregon 4 years ago. Yes, we drive fast. Now, I didn't mind driving in Ohio THAT much, but it definately wasn't for me. And Oregon, it is the worst. At least Ohio people know how to merge and use a blinking red light. Out here, just merging traffic seems to BLOW PEOPLES MINDS. And there are no blinking reds. You just sit and wait for a turn light.
As a former Michigander, let me tell you that, yes, that is what we call ourselves (unless you are from the upper peninsula, then you are a Yooper--from the U.P., get it?)
As a current Floridian, I must say that any time I am stuck on the interstate behind two cars driving side by side 5 mph below the speed limit, inevitably the license plates are either from Ontario or Ohio. We just want to get to work, dammit! Can't you people wait until 10:00 to go to the golf course?
I live in Ohio and I totally agree with you. I was in New Mexico recently, and it's even worse down there. The speed limit there is 75 though.
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