This afternoon, I had to turn out one of the most terrifying, dangerous driveways in the universe - the one leading onto Fettersmill from Erik & Anne Buss' house. Thank goodness John was there to spot traffic for me, so I could exit without a potential accident (the afternoon sun made the mirror showing the other approaches virtually worthless).
The car was still in a spectacularly precarious position - for my safety & other cars'. A car was headed down the driveway I was blocking, a car was coming up fast on my rear & another was headed up the other side, both cars blind to the other. The car coming behind me decided to swing around, because he had no idea that I would be pulling out as soon as John swung into the passenger's side.
And John was sauntering toward the car, not excuding any sense of urgency. HE HAD NO SENSE OF THE DANGER OF THE SITUATION. When I shouted for him to hustle, he did - for about 20 seconds, if that, before returning to his previous saunter. He didn't indicated to the driver to wait, that we would be pulling out momentarily. His body language didn't convey any sense of hustle.
So the car pulled around me, right into the path of the oncoming car, on a narrow road. If the car pulled to its left, it would hit me. There was virtually no shoulder to pull onto on the right. By the grace of God, an accident was averted.
For the second time within less than 24 hours, I was presented with the realization that John is oblivious - to what's going on, to what he should be doing, to what others might do. When he got in the car, I asked why he slowed down. We talked about it for a bit, about how the whole scenario hadn't registered, how he only ran after I shouted to hustle, but then slowed down.
My guess is the conversation got too uncomfortable for him, because he - after discussing the situation for several minutes - came out with, "I didn't hear what you said. I heard a word, but not 'Hustle!'"
Ya can't hold a person responsible when he hear what you said. Can't.
End of discussion.
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