To the woman driving the blue van down Shaw Street in Lahaina two weeks ago: you suck. You must know that you hit me, a pedestrian, as you hurried past me. How can you not know? There I was, walking to work in the morning and minding my own business when you came by. Now there are no sidewalks there, forcing pedestrians like me to walk in the street. And I know that there was a car coming the other way, just as I was trying to walk around a truck parked on the side of the road. Had you been a good, conscientious driver, you would have waited four, perhaps five seconds for me to make my way around the truck and get out of your way. But no—you couldn’t wait, and sped around. As you did, your right side view mirror hit me. Surely you saw me waving and gesturing furiously as you drove off, totally ignoring the fact that you hit me. Thanks so much for ruining my day before it even began.