I have a pet peeve. Well, I have several, actually, but I am only going to talk about one...
...people who drive their spiffy sports cars...10 MILES UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT!!
I mean...COME ON!...I'm not asking you to break the sound barrier or anything...just go the speed limit. Seriously! It doesn't look right. On the one had you are driving a machine that says, "Look at me...I am flashy...I am powerful...mere mortals wish they were me..." but your speed screams, "Look at me...I am in your way...I am inept...mere mortals would run me over if it were legal..." What? Do you think that you need to go slow so that everyone can get a better look of you in your retirement fund? Time to get over yourself... Accelerate. (It's the pedal on the right.)
Todays rant is brought to you by a 45-minute commute.
Showing posts with label traffic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label traffic. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Why Isn't This on the Radio?....oh.
So I am on my way to work this morning when I hit the parkway (which you cannot see until you are already committed and on the ramp) which is a parking lot. I think to myself "hmm. I didn't hear anything on the radio about an accident..." I sit there...and sit there...and sit there. For 40 minutes I'm sitting there and every 10 minutes I hear the traffic report and there is absolutely no information on what is going on. Finally, I get to where I can see the situation.
There are two trucks with lighted arrows, directing everyone into one lane. There are three cars on the side of the road with their emergency lights on. There is a couple of pieces of clothing in the middle of the unused lane...just clothing...
...and a dog....
...standing...
....on top of the clothing...
...with a couple of people kneeling in front of him.
No wonder it was not mentioned on the radio. Everyone who normally calls the radio station took one look at the situation and thought..."how in the world do I explain this?!"
There are two trucks with lighted arrows, directing everyone into one lane. There are three cars on the side of the road with their emergency lights on. There is a couple of pieces of clothing in the middle of the unused lane...just clothing...
...and a dog....
...standing...
....on top of the clothing...
...with a couple of people kneeling in front of him.
No wonder it was not mentioned on the radio. Everyone who normally calls the radio station took one look at the situation and thought..."how in the world do I explain this?!"
Monday, November 15, 2010
Moments from Mondays Gone by...
I know that it has been a while since I've shared a Moment from Mondays Gone by but I was thinking about youth trips today. Working with the youth at my church is the part time job that I am giving up to go back to school so I realized that I will not be going on a youth trip...at least for a while. So...I am sharing one of my favorite youth trip moments as previously shared in another blog post.
We Were Making Great Time Until…
I went to Virginia this last weekend with our high school youth group. We took 3 vehicles…the van (an 11-seater), the bus (a 15-seater), and my personal car. We left the church at 5:30ish so had to make our way through DC traffic. Once we got off the beltway the van and the bus moved into the HOV lane. I, however, only had one individual in my car and was unable to do anything but watch them leave me sitting in traffic.
About an hour and a half later, while eating dinner, one of the youth leaders says, “Hey, where’s Janet?”
Meanwhile, back in my car, my co-director calls as says, “Where are you?” and I’m thinking, “uh…not very far from where you left me…” (skipping ahead…) I pull over at this scary gas station to wait for them. After going inside for my own dinner (Coke and Cheetos) I go back outside to sit in my car. I realize that the scary gas station is seriously in the middle of nowhere. It is pitch black out, it is late enough that there is very little traffic, I look over my left shoulder and notice that there is a creepy motel on the hill above the scary gas station and suddenly realize that no one would be able to hear me scream…
Half hour later I have a passenger and I am the caboose once again. And after one more bathroom break we started to make great time until…
…we hit the…
…tree.
Yes…all three vehicles.
Yes…the same tree.
The tree happened to be hanging over the highway. The van driver saw the tree at the last moment, swerved slightly and only ended up with a cracked windshield and a bent antenna. The bus driver didn’t see the tree until it was trying to get on the bus and ended up with a cracked windshield, a missing antenna, broken running lights and a completely sheared off side mirror. The bus was large enough that it bent the tree as it went by so it snapped back into place just in time for me to drive through it. I muttered a soft “ooew. I shouldn’t’ve hit that.” Thankfully, my car suffered no damage…because she’s short.
All in all, no one was hurt, we got to our destination and we all had a great weekend!
We Were Making Great Time Until…
I went to Virginia this last weekend with our high school youth group. We took 3 vehicles…the van (an 11-seater), the bus (a 15-seater), and my personal car. We left the church at 5:30ish so had to make our way through DC traffic. Once we got off the beltway the van and the bus moved into the HOV lane. I, however, only had one individual in my car and was unable to do anything but watch them leave me sitting in traffic.
About an hour and a half later, while eating dinner, one of the youth leaders says, “Hey, where’s Janet?”
Meanwhile, back in my car, my co-director calls as says, “Where are you?” and I’m thinking, “uh…not very far from where you left me…” (skipping ahead…) I pull over at this scary gas station to wait for them. After going inside for my own dinner (Coke and Cheetos) I go back outside to sit in my car. I realize that the scary gas station is seriously in the middle of nowhere. It is pitch black out, it is late enough that there is very little traffic, I look over my left shoulder and notice that there is a creepy motel on the hill above the scary gas station and suddenly realize that no one would be able to hear me scream…
Half hour later I have a passenger and I am the caboose once again. And after one more bathroom break we started to make great time until…
…we hit the…
…tree.
Yes…all three vehicles.
Yes…the same tree.
The tree happened to be hanging over the highway. The van driver saw the tree at the last moment, swerved slightly and only ended up with a cracked windshield and a bent antenna. The bus driver didn’t see the tree until it was trying to get on the bus and ended up with a cracked windshield, a missing antenna, broken running lights and a completely sheared off side mirror. The bus was large enough that it bent the tree as it went by so it snapped back into place just in time for me to drive through it. I muttered a soft “ooew. I shouldn’t’ve hit that.” Thankfully, my car suffered no damage…because she’s short.
All in all, no one was hurt, we got to our destination and we all had a great weekend!
Monday, August 30, 2010
Then Why Am I Still Sitting Here?
So today was the day that teachers went back to school. We don't see students until next Tuesday but I got up early this morning...packed my lunch and got out of the door exactly on time.
I take the Parkway to work. It's not as bad as it sounds because as everyone is trying to get into DC I am trying to get out. This usually makes for a pleasant drive...usually. See, even though the Parkway is a "scenic drive" most people treat it like it's the Autobahn...and when maniacs drive...accidents happen.
Anyway, I hit traffic and turn to the radio station that is going to tell me what and where the delay is so I can choose an alternate route if needed. Six minutes later I am completely stopped (with the car in park) as I listen to the traffic report. The northbound freeway (parallel to where I am...) is shutdown...all lanes...due to a truck dumping a load of wood and the parkway is slow (I'm thinking, "I want to be on that part of the parkway") due to an accident just two exits ahead of me so I decide to stay put. Now, ten minutes later, when the next traffic report comes on, I am in the exact same place...I have not moved...and the lady says, "All northbound lanes on the freeway have been shutdown and you would be better off taking the parkway as the earlier accident is gone." And I'm thinking, "Gone? Where did it go? And why am I still sitting here? Did anyone bother to tell the two guys in front that when the accident disappeared they could continue commuting?"
It was a full three minutes more before I could put my car in gear and continue on my way to work...Nothing like showing up late on the first day...
I take the Parkway to work. It's not as bad as it sounds because as everyone is trying to get into DC I am trying to get out. This usually makes for a pleasant drive...usually. See, even though the Parkway is a "scenic drive" most people treat it like it's the Autobahn...and when maniacs drive...accidents happen.
Anyway, I hit traffic and turn to the radio station that is going to tell me what and where the delay is so I can choose an alternate route if needed. Six minutes later I am completely stopped (with the car in park) as I listen to the traffic report. The northbound freeway (parallel to where I am...) is shutdown...all lanes...due to a truck dumping a load of wood and the parkway is slow (I'm thinking, "I want to be on that part of the parkway") due to an accident just two exits ahead of me so I decide to stay put. Now, ten minutes later, when the next traffic report comes on, I am in the exact same place...I have not moved...and the lady says, "All northbound lanes on the freeway have been shutdown and you would be better off taking the parkway as the earlier accident is gone." And I'm thinking, "Gone? Where did it go? And why am I still sitting here? Did anyone bother to tell the two guys in front that when the accident disappeared they could continue commuting?"
It was a full three minutes more before I could put my car in gear and continue on my way to work...Nothing like showing up late on the first day...
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