Tag: highway

Traffic Sucks

I backed out of the driveway at 7:29am. At that time the GPS app (Waze) was already telling me I was going to be late to work. My ETA was 9:03. The app detoured me off of my normal route less than half a mile from my house…

…and it was all downhill from there.

At about 8:50 I still had 10 miles to go and Waze started recalculating. My ETA started going up… fast. There was an accident on route 128 South (that’s route 95 for all of you non-locals) right at the junction with the Mass Pike (route 90, for all of you non-locals). I pulled into a parking spot at work at 9:30.

Nine. Fucking. Thirty.

So tell me, how’s your fucking Thursday morning treating you? Nothing like a two hour drive as your democracy is collapsing to make you feel good about the state of the world, know what I mean?

Here’s a cat. Enjoy.

Missed It

There was an accident on route 128 South. It made me late for work. Not super late, just a couple of minutes. A car hit the barrier on the left side of the road. It took quite a long time to get around.

I tried to take a picture as I drove passed. I blindly pointed my phone at the accident and did not take my eyes off the road. This is what I got.

Masterpiece. Pure stable genius.

Idiot

On my way to visit my father in the hospital today I came across the dumbest human I’ve ever had contact with.

She was driving the wrong way on the highway. To borrow an old South Park catchphrase, she was literally COMING RIGHT FOR US! She slammed on her breaks and did a three point turn in the middle of the VFW highway in Lowell.

Ready for the irony? I passed her, swearing at her vehemently, as she well deserved, and a couple miles later she pulled into the hospital parking garage with me. Let’s hope she checked herself in for whatever problem resulted in her driving on the wrong side of a divided highway.

Un-freakin’-believable.

That Moment When…

That moment when you’re running a little late getting through your morning routine and you remember you don’t have enough gas in the car to get you to the office.

Ugh.

300/365
300/365

Fortunately the traffic was awful but normal levels of awful (unlike yesterday which was awful times two) and I got to my desk with a few minutes to spare.

I have a story from the road too. Want to hear it?

You know that old saying, there’s never a cop around when you need one?

I was stuck in a 1.5 mile long line of gridlocked traffic trying to exit route 93 South and merge onto route 128/95 South. Some jerk off in a pickup with Pennsylvania plates decided to drive up to the exit ramp in the breakdown lane. Prick. Schmuck. There’s never a state trooper around when you need one, I thought. At that very instant, an unmarked state trooper pulled into the breakdown lane behind him, put on his flashers, and pulled said prick/schmuck over.

Finally! I’ve been driving for 37 years and that is the first time I can ever remember seeing karma kick some jack ass in the teeth like that. It was glorious.

Zakim Bridge

I just got back from the airport. I dropped off both kids. The only issue was a missed exit off of route 93 that caused a delay as we doubled back.

Here are a couple of looks at the Zakim Bridge, Northbound.

Sky

I have the Hipstamatic App set to save off an unfiltered copy of each photo it takes. The sky looked cool over the highway during my morning commute today so I snapped a pic. This is a rare occurrence of the unfiltered pic being better than the filtered pic, in my humble opinion at least.

No hipstamatic filter or square crop
Hipstamatic filter and square crop

Then again… maybe the filtered one is better than I thought. I don’t know. What does it all mean? Does it even matter?

Just Like the Bad Old Days

This is why I hate working in the office. Well, it’s one of the many reasons why working at home is infinitely preferable.

I drove for an hour this morning on both route 93 South and route 128 South without coming anywhere near the speed limit. From Methuen, MA to Waltham, MA at an average of probably 20 miles per hour. My 40 mile commute should have taken me about 40 minutes on the highway. Instead it took about 95 minutes.

No reason for it, just volume and gridlock. It’s infuriating. The best part is that I get to do it again tonight at around 5:30pm. Hoo-friggin’-ray.