VeraBlue
Executive Chef
I live approximately 35 miles from work....all highway, so it's generally free moving, breezy riding. I leave the house by 6:15am and am usually at work no later than 7am.
Today it took me 3 hours and 10 minutes. It all began with the George Washington bridge upper level being closed from 1:30am (fatal accident...always closes a road for the investigation)to 6:30am. The lower level was open but not to trucks or people without EZ pass. So, many people opted for the NY Thruway, which just so happens to be my road of choice. A double tractor trailer accident at exit 12 shut the whole shooting match down till they could move the behemoths, intertwined as they were, off all three lanes of pavement.
When I initially heard of the closure, I was just getting onto the Thruway. Too late to pass it by. No where to go once I got on because I wasn't sure about any other way to cross the Hudson River, other than getting to the river bank via back roads, and knocking on someone's door and asking them to take me across in their sail boat.
So I sat, watching the traffic helicopters circle overhead like vultures eyeing carion. I watched people in other lanes move faster than I did, knowing that if I switched lanes the lane I moved into would cease to move. I watched the sun come up....until it was right in my eyes and I had to put the visor down. And the worst thing about being in traffic (when you don't have to use the bathroom, that is...) is when someone gets next to you and is blaring some horrible music that you are forced to endure because you have no where to go.
So, that's my vent. What is the worst thing you have to endure when you are stuck in traffic?
It was rap music, by the way...did I tell you it was rap? Don't you feel sorry for me? You have no idea how badly I wanted to just turn around and go home......
Today it took me 3 hours and 10 minutes. It all began with the George Washington bridge upper level being closed from 1:30am (fatal accident...always closes a road for the investigation)to 6:30am. The lower level was open but not to trucks or people without EZ pass. So, many people opted for the NY Thruway, which just so happens to be my road of choice. A double tractor trailer accident at exit 12 shut the whole shooting match down till they could move the behemoths, intertwined as they were, off all three lanes of pavement.
When I initially heard of the closure, I was just getting onto the Thruway. Too late to pass it by. No where to go once I got on because I wasn't sure about any other way to cross the Hudson River, other than getting to the river bank via back roads, and knocking on someone's door and asking them to take me across in their sail boat.
So I sat, watching the traffic helicopters circle overhead like vultures eyeing carion. I watched people in other lanes move faster than I did, knowing that if I switched lanes the lane I moved into would cease to move. I watched the sun come up....until it was right in my eyes and I had to put the visor down. And the worst thing about being in traffic (when you don't have to use the bathroom, that is...) is when someone gets next to you and is blaring some horrible music that you are forced to endure because you have no where to go.
So, that's my vent. What is the worst thing you have to endure when you are stuck in traffic?
It was rap music, by the way...did I tell you it was rap? Don't you feel sorry for me? You have no idea how badly I wanted to just turn around and go home......