Hate is too strong of a word, but I really don’t like these signs:
Firstly, I find them insensitive. Whoopee! Well done, we managed to procreate and are enjoying all that comes with being a parent but do we have to flaunt it. Imagine driving home after your 3rd failed attempt at IVF and all you see is these damn things everywhere.
Secondly, they don’t make me drive any differently around you. In fact, I may get even more aggressive and heaven help you if you get distracted by your children in the backseat and do something stupid like brake suddenly, forget to indicate or miss a green light. Don’t even get me started on those mirrors you can put in the back so you can spend the whole time looking in the rear view mirror!
As you can tell I suffer a bit from road rage. I do a lot of driving for work and turn into a bit of an animal behind the wheel. Somewhere along the line, I’ve decided that I own the road and the rest of you are in my way. Yes, if you are in the fast lane going 70 mph I will fly up behind you at 90 mph and if you don’t get out of the way I will flash my lights. I don’t care if you’re a burly builder and I won’t hesitate to flip you the bird.
Maybe I should get one of these:
I’m a Grumpy Old Woman. Are you? Help yourself to a badge.