Yesterday was not a good day for traffic, I feel. I was stuck on the motorway, and ended up being 20 minutes late for work, because someone in a POS car decided that the passing lane was clearly where he could rightfully soar, at least right up until he stalled and was stuck there, being a huge inconvenience to anyone else trying to go to work that morning. Makes me really appreciate my husband and his obsessive car maintenance... Seriously, if your car is getting on a bit, and it's making that weird sound, please, please, for the love of smooth traffic, stay adjacent to the emergency lane. Contrary to popular belief, going really fast, when you really shouldn't, doesn't make people think you have a giant dick. It makes them think you are one.
Going home, I was stuck in traffic forever because four cars rear-ended each other in the passing lane. *sigh* And before that, I was very nearly driven off the road by a middle-aged Swede in a big-ass car with a big-ass trailer who in no way felt that he should yield to anybody, regardless of traffic rules. And then I was cut off by another Swede, because why not. I dunno, I feel like if you drive around with a big honking sign saying "visitor," which is essentially what a foreign license plate is, you could at least TRY not to behave like a massive asshole toward the locals... But hey, I don't know their journey. I just hope it's been full of traffic violation tickets.
Luckily, I had in my possession my favorite Billy Joel CD, and once you realize that you know all the words to The Entertainer, it can't be that bad of a day.
Going home, I was stuck in traffic forever because four cars rear-ended each other in the passing lane. *sigh* And before that, I was very nearly driven off the road by a middle-aged Swede in a big-ass car with a big-ass trailer who in no way felt that he should yield to anybody, regardless of traffic rules. And then I was cut off by another Swede, because why not. I dunno, I feel like if you drive around with a big honking sign saying "visitor," which is essentially what a foreign license plate is, you could at least TRY not to behave like a massive asshole toward the locals... But hey, I don't know their journey. I just hope it's been full of traffic violation tickets.
Luckily, I had in my possession my favorite Billy Joel CD, and once you realize that you know all the words to The Entertainer, it can't be that bad of a day.