We need a superhero who rights all the wrongs committed on the freeways....
Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
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The Highwayman
I try to give people who are in the empty lane and trying to merge over at the last minute the benefit of the doubt, since I have on occasion been stuck in a similar situation because I didn't see the sign in time to get over. The people who will get out of the slow moving line to zoom down the empty lane, though, those people suck.
Almost as much as the people who don't pay attention to the mile and a half of signage telling them that this is a Fastrak lane so they have to come to a complete stop in front of me to try to move over to a cash lane. Hate those people. They are lucky I don't ram into them out of spite.
We need a superhero who rights all the wrongs committed on the freeways....
Ya gotta see Shoot 'Em Up, I'm telling you ('07 movie name therein, minor spoiler not for the main plot).
When I had a freeway commute, things would jam up about three or four miles away from my exit, and the shoulder-driving would begin. On a particularly messy day the jam would happen high enough that the unaware would try to navigate the shoulder and find themselves pinched off and needing to re-enter normal traffic before the exit. Needless to say, I never complied.
And the days where they came upon a cop car sitting on the shoulder were like Christmas.
the people who don't pay attention to the mile and a half of signage telling them that this is a Fastrak lane
The advantage of having a governor who said that you either have an I-Pass or are paying double tolls is that just about every commuter has an I-Pass. Even those who don't do much highway driving, like my dad, are thinking about getting one for those occasions when they do venture on the tollways.
The Highwayman
OK, I just guffawed and had to explain myself to the two chaplains who are currently sharing my office.
OK, I just guffawed
"Stand and deliver--your keys and your driver's license, you moron!"
And he HAS to have a coat of claret velvet and breeches of brown doeskin.
And when you do something wrong, he comes riding, riding, riding after you.
And he can apologize to the passengers for the inconvenience.