Stiletto

Just a mom raising The Boy (adopted from Guatemala) along with my fabulous husband (MFH). I am a shoe whore, especially of the high heeled variety. Hence, the nickname.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Merge

There was a road sign about a mile back that said "LEFT LANE CLOSED AHEAD". Perhaps you didn't see that, but there was also this highly visible, big, orange, metal structure with blinking lights in the shape of an arrow indicating you should merge into traffic in the right lane. Apparently you were so consumed with the conversation you were having on your cell phone that you missed that as well.

Don't look so damn surprised that, when you had the nerve to race all the way up to the barricade, nobody stopped to let you into traffic. It's hot. Traffic is moving at a snail's pace. The rest of us have been waiting a looonnnggg time.

Being rude will get you nowhere. Very s-l-o-w-l-y.

1 Comments:

  • At 7:50 PM, Blogger [] said…

    Yesss! Terrible of me, I know, but one of my wicked vehicular revenges is excluding impatient, rude drivers from the merging lane.

     

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