A big pack of bratty cheerleading campers were walking in the road on campus Friday late afternoon. As I drove down the road, they looked back at me and simply didn't seem to register that, in fact, I was a car and they should move. They gradually moved over, but then did the same exact thing to a white oncoming car, literally staring at it for 5 seconds before they made any effort to move the remaining three feet onto the sidewalk.
Dear bratty cheerleaders,
I realize that cheerleading equates you with being dumb as cows, but even cows generally know to get out of the road when a car is coming. MOVE IT.