You would think that a moderately-sized town like Des Moines would not have gridlock at eight o’clock on a Monday morning. Now I’m sure that whoever might be reading this that happens to be from L.A. is going to scoff. I mean, I’ve never been to L.A., but from all I’ve heard, it’s pretty bad. Where else can you be in your car sipping on a latte, with your shoes kicked off and feet on the dash, all because you haven’t moved in an hour? But coming to a dead stop on the interstate in the Midwest, even briefly, this is a big deal.
I’ve noticed a trend in our Iowa drivers lately, who seem to be becoming more L.A.-ish all the time. This morning I must have had a sign on the back of my car that said ‘please cut in front of me,’ the way someone used to slap a sign on the nerdy kid’s back that said ‘kick me’ when we were in high school. Not funny then, and not remotely funny now. When the gridlock finally broke and we started moving along at sixty or more, having a big old Buick miss my front bumper by scant inches was not something to laugh about.
Of course, the problem with the sign was that it must have been written in teeny-tiny letters, because all of the drivers behind me had to ride my tail in order to see it. Then there were the ones who tried to creep through the red lights downtown. Like what? No one is going to see them? Seriously? Or the ones who changed lanes without turn signals, or sped up to get by me and then slowed down once they were in front of me, or, or, or….
Driving used to be a lot more fun when I was a kid. Windows wide open, radio blasting. I didn’t mind so much what other people did. I was invincible and so what they did didn’t affect me. Maybe that’s the problem. I’ve become a grouchy grown-up. Wonder when that happened?
It's so much that you're being grouchy then it is people being idiots and in a hurry to go no-where. Can't tell you how many times someone has gone whizzing by me only for me to meet up with them a mile or two down the road at a stop light. So all the rushing and jeopardizing not only themselves but me as well, amounted to nothing. We arrive at our destination moment apart!
By: Ron Bagliere
Hallo Barbara,oh ein toller Blog, den ich auch noch nicht kannte. Durch mein Candy gerade, sehe ich viele neue Blogs. Das ist toll. Ãœbrigens, danke, dass Du an meinem Candy teilnimmst, ich wÃ¼nsche Dir viel GlÃ¼ck!Diese Karte hier gefÃ¤llt mir sehr. Die Kombi schwarz und rot, die hat was :-)lg und ein schÃ¶nes WoehnnendeDucja