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Trial and error gets you where you’re going in Massachusetts. Mostly error. Here’s why.
THE CHALLENGE The Audi in front of me is moving pretty slowly…not cell phone talker slow or flat tire slow or senior citizen slow, but slow enough. Lost slow. Driver and passenger both looking wildly about, left and right, while passenger brandishes a piece of paper…the international language of the lost. Mr. Audi’s predicament is obvious to other drivers but knowing that will not move them to show anything resembling patience, always a sign of motoring weakness, so Mr. Audi draws horns and furious glares from other drivers as they swerve around him. And, of course, knowing his own predicament has triggered Mr. Audi’s innate lost-and-clueless driving modality: strategically claiming as many lanes as possible to enable either a left or right turn if suddenly necessary, hitting the brakes every few dozen feet while looking hopefully (and pointlessly) for a sign, re-reading the directions scribbled on the back of his bank statement envelope. In short, driving like ass.
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