I was cut off by a pedestrian this weekend which nearly caused the person behind me to crash into my backseat. I was driving through lovely downtown Dover when this man walking on the sidewalk crossed the street in front of me. He used the crosswalk like a good pedestrian, but didn't even look to see if anyone was coming. I think that's a rule for successfully crossing the streets- looking both ways.
He did it so seamlessly, too, without missing a step- from the curb to the crosswalk. I had to slam on the brakes so I wouldn't hit the stupid fucker causing the car behind me to also slam on their brakes. This caused their tires to squeal at which point the pedestrian looked up and gave me a nasty look because I had apparently interrupted his day dream. Argh!