So maybe the term isn’t so common yet but pedestrian rage is definitely a ‘thing’, I see it every day in London.
Tutting, huffing and puffing at slow moving buggy pushers, the five friends who walk side by side taking up the entire width of the pavement, the sound of an irritable voice clearing it’s throat purposefully in your ear (presumably a euphemism for I’d like to get passed please), oh and the classic evil glare from pedestrian to driver where the driver fails to indicate on a corner.
I see people dodging traffic, daring drivers ‘not to slow down for them while the traffic lights are still green’.
Then there are the rushers, darting around like there’s no tomorrow, you are always in ‘their way’ it would seem; admittedly there have been occasions where I’ve longed for a fast path/lane for pedestrians on Oxford Street, and a slow lane for the more leisurely or sight seeing orientated pedestrian. Speaking of which, I hear there is talk of pedestrianising Oxford Street – a brilliant idea.
Now don’t get me started on the cyclists who miraculously decide they are also pedestrians when the green man appears at the crossing.
Then there are those moments when pedestrians do what I call the ‘which way dance’ where both choose the same side of the pavement thinking the other person will choose the other, both bopping from left to right, sometimes its funny, sometimes not. Worse still, the pedestrians who have firmly decided they will not ‘give way’ and refuse to budge an inch to let another walk by.
Pedestrian rage is real.