I LOVE FLIPPING OFF RANDOM PEOPLE BECAUSE YOU KNOW FOR THE REST OF THE DAY THEY’LL BE TRYING TO REMEMBER WHAT THE DID.
Best to all for your luck and ability dodging lead, Keep it up!
Waving is OK, but don’t start randomly winking at guys in mens rooms.
I like talking in elevators – that usually makes a lot of people squirm.
‘I like talking in elevators’ – try farting and blaming some else for it. Nothing better,,,
Here in RuraLand we wave at roadkill. We have to remember not to do it anywhere else.
When we drive (round here’bouts) we wave or high-sign most every vehicle we pass.
They do it a little less in Arkansas, but don’t seem offended when we nod at em.
They wave and nod in the hinterlands of Illinois, too – Chicago – not so much.
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Growing up in rural Texas, that was, and remains, just a neighborly way of life. You do, however, generally recognize or know each other.
I did observe, though, during a brief (fortunately) DC area stationing, that almost all of the denizens there were decidedly of the same proclivities as Benito.
When I used to ride motorcycles I always waved at other riders. Most waved back.
I do the same when I drive my classic Mustang – I wave at drivers of other classic cars. Almost all wave back.
Just stand on any city street corner and look up.
Everyone that sees you will do the same.
On honeymoon in Ireland it became clear that on rural roads you raised a hand a bit from the wheel to acknowledge every passing car. When liked that a lot. Don’t know if they still do that.
ChiGuy, 80 miles out of Shitcago, I might see 4 stoplights in a given week. We all waive at each other.
That just works in Yankee land, down heah, we wave all the time.
When I go for a walk around the neighborhood, most all of us neighbors wave at each other. Except the regular power walkers that get out every day at the same exact time regardless of the weather. They don’t wave at anybody, in fact sometimes I wonder if they see other things at all. Like fucking robots.
Here in rural Alabama we wave at strangers all the time. Once, on a business trip to a Massachusetts, a stranger waved at me. Out of reflex I waved back. Then the guy turned his car around and started following me. I pulled over in a public place and he pulled over too. It turns out he was a faggot and waving at strangers is how they find new buttholes. I explained I was from Alabama and didn’t know the ramifications of being friendly in Boston. We agreed to part ways
There are getting to be so many people around here, I’m waving all the time.
Don’t always use all my fingers; does it still count?
Here’s what ya’ do. Get yerself a small kid and stick them in the passenger seat. Let them wave at people on the street corner when you stop at a sign. This totally disarms the victim. They wave back. Who doesn’t like waving at a sweet lil’ kid?
That’s when you STOMP ON THE ACCELERATOR, UNLEASHING 750 HORSEPOWER OF DETROIT IRON, SMOKING TIRES AND HELLISH SCREAMS OF TERROR!!!!
It never fails to make an impression.
We raise the index finger to wave in Oneonta. Gotta keep both hands on the tractor wheel.
When I was a kid in the 60’s my dad would take me truckin with him. The truckers all waived at each other. It was a much better world. Truckers now are a pretty pissed off bunch.
Not in the South.
The next time you approach a urinal, reach over the partition to offer a handshake. Only reccomended for people you know, though.