Where BQE Doesn't Mean Damn All

Quick post from Midcoast Maine. It took a day or so to adjust my BQE-honed driving to an acceptable level. Within about 5 minutes, I was called a "fucker" for jumping into traffic (he didn't even need to tap his brakes, but let it go) and honked at for yielding to an oncoming driver (student driver, no less) as called for by the sign. You can't win. Certainly not with Jersey plates.

(Probably should be "where the BQE means damn all," but sometimes a double negative just feels right, doesn't it not?)