The Pokies
I spent an hour and 20 minutes in traffic on a 45 minute ride today. I actually had to practice relaxation techniques to keep myself from driving on the grass where the fucking Community Service people were picking up garbage. Good thing their van was blocking up a lane. I really think that if the people who ran the community service program had a clue about community service, they would’ve had the slaves pick garbage somewhere not in the middle of major traffic jam.
While sitting for 5 minute stretches listening to Pantera, I actually had to practice breathing to keep from driving onto the grass in my not quite four wheel drive Integra. Breathe in…breathe out…look at the birds…breathe in…yell, “Cut the FUCK!” or some nonsense…breathe out…Breathe in…Look for a reason for the traffic jam…breathe out…breathe in…dream of mounting dual machine guns, a plow, and some Biiiiiig ass tires…breathe out…
Seems the whole jam was caused by the snow squalls and black ice from early in the morning. Only in New England can we have 63 last week and 20 this week. Only in New England am I shocked that the tiniest bit of non-accumualtive snow makes everyone drive like Grandma on downers.
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