The assumption is that every peasant on the road will stop, move out if their way and politely greet them because of the higher BMW status. Just as they in turn have to defer to a Bentley or Rolls Royce. The hierarchy of cars.
It’s funny, because a boy I used to work with in a major UK city centre with lots of traffic congestion used to say “go for the gap in front of the ones with a nice car, they’ll stop”.
No, it’s because the peasants don’t need to know where I am going.
The assumption is that every peasant on the road will stop, move out if their way and politely greet them because of the higher BMW status. Just as they in turn have to defer to a Bentley or Rolls Royce. The hierarchy of cars.
It’s funny, because a boy I used to work with in a major UK city centre with lots of traffic congestion used to say “go for the gap in front of the ones with a nice car, they’ll stop”.
In the same vein, never let them out of a junction out of politeness. They have enough privilege in their life, they can wait.
Banged up Corsa? Out you come, you’ve places to go.
Boring Ford Mondeo? Sure, I’ll be nice.
Land Rover Evoque Sport? Get fucked, I’ve got right of way.
You joke but I actually had a co-worker once tell me that “I’m an adult, I don’t need to tell others where I am going.”