Imagine you're walking down a street, it's drizzling (like it does), and you come to an intersection. You look both ways. No cars are in sight, but the light is red. Do you cross?
In Seattle, the answer is a resounding 'NO'. You wait until that red hand turns to a white man, no matter how wet you get in the process.
Does anyone know why Seattleites have a stop sign stuck up their butts? Do you think it's better this way?
Part II of things that are strange (not bad strange, just different) in Seattle.
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