Welcome to Fucktard Friday!
hell, I got nothing else to do, why not spend some time in traffic? Last night it took me FOUR HOURS AND THIRTY FIVE MINUTES to drive the 52 miles from the jobsite to the Og family home. Yep, an average speed of around 11.5 mph.
What were they thinking? I wish they had all been Touched by an Anvil.
I seem to recall reading that the average traffic speed in karge American cities has not changed since the days of the horse and buggy. The speed quoted in this context was 11MPH.
I miss living in my home city. I do not miss the traffic. Let’s dedicate this Fucktard Friday to that Polesmoker nonpareil, Guvnor Blagojevitch!
I feel for ya. Just remember not to have a strong cup of coffee and a bran muffin before you get in the car.
11.5 mph?
Duuude, you’d have been better off BICYCLING home from work. . .
So what you’re saying is that if I want to go from Indy to Rosemont next weekend, I’d be better off flying? :)
One of the few good things about my current consulting job is that the apartment I’m paying too much for is 1.7 miles from work. So even tho it’s rush-hour traffic 3/4 of the distance, it doesn’t take too long.
I feel your pain, tho. I don’t have a deer outside my office.
I have had the pleasure of travelling in and around Chicago twice in the last two weeks. I canot believe they have EVERY Fing freeway under construction at once. I cannot believe they are doing EVERY tollbooth at once. Doesn’t Illinois believe in finishing one project before starting another? Every toll site is half done. On Thursday I had the fun of travelling the now 2 lane Dan Ryan as it merged into the 2 lanes of 94 which then became one lane to merge into the now two lanes of I 80. 2 1/2 hours from downtown Chicago to I 65. I made it that fast only because I took lakeshore as far as possible.
It’s not just highways that ruin a Friday.
One the way home from the day job, I stop in K-Mart for a new pair of work pants. That’s how I shop – need a thing, go in, get it, get out – bam. I beeline to the Dickies, then get in a short line. No less than four cashiers are working this one booth. Instead of making it 4x quicker, it makes it 16x slower. Discussing whether food items should be bagged with non-food items, having a meeting on the best way to ring up coupons, calling the manager over when the four of them couldn’t figure out how to get the bar code to work. I get disgusted and leave. Of course it takes an hour to get out of the US 6 Willow Creek area because of no less than three wrecks on 6, since Portage adopted Merrillville’s city planning philosophy, neglect, and 65,000 cars are making left turns at the same time, and everyone gets pushy, loses patience, and makes moves with kids in the car they wouldn’t make while stinking drunk because they just get fed up. And no one lets you have cuts because they’ve been cut off 8 times by now, and understandably have a case of the ass.
52 miles? You could’ve walked that, stopped for a nap and coffee, and to read your local newspaper, of course, and still gotten home sooner.