Month: March 2010

Yield To Vehicles Turning Right – Why Is This So Hard?

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Okay, this happens pretty frequently so I’m going to bitch about it… why are drivers headed north on Burncoat Street and turning left onto Mountain incapable of understanding that they need to yield the right of way to southbound vehicles turning right onto Mountain?

From the RMV handbook:

When making any left turn, you must first yield the right ­of­ way to any…

  • Oncoming vehicle
  • At least one out of every four times I go through there, the idiot turning left has already decided to go because the car in front of him is going.

    Of course, the whole area is a clusterf*ck anyways. Drivers on Mountain St routinely block the intersection with Burncoat. The folks who decide that they’re going to make two lanes of traffic, coupled with their competition who decides to block two lanes of traffic. The lights that aren’t synchronized, causing the aforementioned backups. The apparent randomness of the left-turn signal from Mountain St onto Rt 12 southbound. The people who think it’s a good idea to make a left from whatever-that-little-street-is-named just west of the bridge over the tracks. (Yes, I see Google calling it West Mountain St. Not buying it.)

    I think the Worcester Police Department could probably balance the city budget quite easily if they stationed an officer around there and wrote tickets for every violation they noted. Might want to bring a few extra ticket books for that.


    I had a realization the other day. I’ve always thought of myself as a mapgeek and/or roadgeek. However, there’s another aspect of it – location geek. I like knowing where I am and where I was. I take my GPS everytime I’m going someplace new so I can add it to my map (and maybe someday I’ll share that map here). I count counties I’ve visited. I’m playing a game ( where you gain territory by going to places. I check in on Gowalla. I once went out to the CT-MA-RI tripoint just because it was there.

    Yes, I like knowing “where” of things, especially me. I find it fascinating to know what other strangers have been to the place I’ve been – the way our paths cross without really realizing it (or being able to without them participating in the same way).