I know, it’s been a while…
but ever since I wrote last… I have been in my car. Really.
All this week in particular, I have felt like I was on some practical joke TV show. I keep expecting Aston Kutcher to jump out from behind a stop sign to tell me I have been Punk’d.
I have been surrounded by stupid drivers, slow drivers, and suicidal drivers. And I do mean surrounded. And they team up. Slow in front of me, stupid on either side, and suicidal crawling up my ass.
My average commute this week has been 25 minutes longer than normal. Each way. It took me over two hours to get home last night. This is unreal. And to be honest, it’s so incredibly frustrating that it is having an effect on my health. Two and a half hours a day of staring at someone else’s tailpipe while not moving is more than any human being should have to endure. Pull out my thumbnails, please, just let me drive 50mph.