Oh, I get why they're doing it: for their own convenience. My point is they used to navigate the ramps like normal human beings and didn't consider laying on their horn the sole safety measure to avoid wrecks or pedestrian injury. My point is that the rules that apply to the rest of us don't seem to apply to them, and there are far more than in past years. And again, this was only one company behaving like this.
I did take great pleasure in staring at each one that stopped in front of our house, beer in hand, sunburned and shirtless, dripping wet from the pool, doing my best imitation of a King of the Hill character. It instantly made the driver uncomfortable and they moved on. My wife later put on her best David Attenborough accent, narrating the event as it if he were on the horsey tour to shoot a documentary: "Here we see the Greater North American Redneck. Note his somehow slim yet bloated physique as he engages in the mating ritual of hoisting a lite beer and yelling wooooooo! to attract females. Just a magnificent specimen, though they are to be approached with caution. Generally good-natured and curious, they can turn dangerous at the mention of politics or which NASCAR driver sucks."