Saturday, April 11, 2009

stop sign

The city installed a set of four-way stop signs one block up from my street. I don't like it. For the 23 years I've lived at the house in the righthand corner of the Oxted cul-de-sac there was never a need for a stop sign. Granted my sister got hit by a car when she was younger at that same intersection, but still. It was the fault of the dumb driver rather than the lack of required legal stoppage. So now every time I turn right from my street I'm immediately forced to stop, check right and left, before making any other move. It's an unnecessary hassle and it interrupts the familiarity of my neighborhood. There is a stop ahead yellow caution sign directly next to my street sign. I resent it because it takes away the importance of notifying anyone that this street, my street, my home is on Oxted. Now if I give directions to my house I'll have to tell people to "turn right at the street with the stop ahead sign" because it is more obnoxious and noticeable than the blue street sign that has remained solitary and stationary for more than two decades. I imagine in a few months or years I'll be used to the sign and it will be no bother to stop one more time en route to a destination.. but for now I'd like to remain on my high horse of being annoyed with the city just coming in without warning and disrupting the comfort of recognizing and knowing my own neighborhood.

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