I don’t know how people do it. Every single day. I could not do it everyday, even if you paid me. It would just get too monotonous. Don’t tell me that there are various ways to go about it. Don’t tell me that it’s easier to just do it and not think about it. And for God’s sake, don’t tell me you do it while you are on the phone.
You people are sick. I know what you are thinking. That is NOT what I am talking about.
I am talking about rush hour traffic. What the hell is up with that? Take a 45 minute drive and double it. Freeways are not meant to be parking lots. The speed limit is 65. There is even a minimum speed limit of 40 or something like that. Then for heaven’s sake, let’s go at least the minimum. I know there is road construction. We know that Minnesota has two seasons–winter and road construction. We have seen those workers before. And of course you have to slow down through the work zones, but you don’t need to slam on the breaks and then rotate your head all the way around like an owl or Linda Blair from the Exorcist. That goes for car accidents, flat tires, breakdowns on the side of the road, too. “Oooh, lookee there, he has a flat tire. I wonder what he’ll do.” Change it perhaps? Call AAA? Who cares. Put your eyes back on the road in front of you and drive your damn car.
Then there is the guy that I was behind on the way home. He had one hand on his cell phone and the other on the steering wheel, but I use that description lightly because his wrist was on the steering wheel, not his hand. Even though traffic was moving along at a pretty good clip, this asshole, who clearly wasn’t paying attention to what he was supposed to be doing, kept tapping his brakes. Why?! Seriously, I was beginning to think that he had his hazards on.
Now, before you go ripping on the cell-phone-users-on-the-road of the world, I have to admit that I am guilty of it, too. But–I have an ear piece. I know all about the “it’s the conversation that causes accidents”, so no lectures please. I am not going to stop talking. I talk to other people when they are in the car with me and I talk and sing to the voices in my head when there aren’t. And all the accidents I have been in happened without the aid of a cell phone, thank you very much. Wait, is that good or bad? Hmmmm…
Anyway, training went well yesterday. I met some cool people that I wouldn’t have met otherwise because we work at opposite ends of the cities from one another. So that is cool. I am also enjoying getting back to the practical part of nursing.
Did I mention that the worst part of training was the 3 hours a day that I am spending on the freeway/parking lot?
***I just realized as I was setting this to publish at midnight that my Mom’s birthday is today, September 14. I think she is 80 now. Just kidding, Mom. She is 40 something. She was but a mere child when she had me. Okay, that isn’t exactly the truth, either. She is somewhere between 40 and 80. Is that helpful? Happy Birthday, Mom.***
He he, thats why I enjoy working from home….no traffic between here and my fridge
Take care
just midnight surfing.
…must- get- away- from – computer ….
i don’t get bothered to much with rush hour traffic, I just day dreaming
sometimes it is a bad thing as I start “overthinking”, then getting depressed.
oops I meant “I just day dream” sorry for the grammatical error. my hands are working faster than my brain is – bad sign. I think it is time to retire myself
I hate traffic……it always makes me cuss….so I know what you mean. Glad you are enjoying your job…you will be good at it.
Happy Birthday to Shellis Mom. Age is just a number. And 80 is the new 60….and 50 is the new 45. I adjust these to suit myself….lol
Traffic is a good place to come up with ideas for posts. Get a little hand held tape recorder (or record on your phone) little reminders to yourself.
I’m with Fab…sounds like a good place and time for ideas.
Trisha also deals with that crap. I personally don’t see how ya’ll do it. I’d go freakin stir crazy.
Thank you very much for the wishes Shelli – was hoping someone would remember – hahahhaha
And I am a ripe old 62 today – could retire – wow, think of that!!!
Love, Mom
I can’t stand rush hour traffic, but it drives Jake absolutely nuts. He has a really bad case of road rage…
I don’t miss rush hour traffic at ALL…stopped on the freeway, all that fun. And Mr. Fab’s idea of hand-held recorder? JUST.AS.BAD.AS.A.CELL.PHONE………unless it’s sitting on your seat of course.
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We have no rush hour traffic – unless you count three tractors in a day!
When I lived in San Diego, my commute was an 1 hr. 15 minutes each way. Along the way, I witness people eating, typing on their laptops, balancing their checkbooks, putting makeup on, reading the morning (or evening paper) and a myriad of other death-defying feats.
Every day it was a crap shoot as to whether or not I’d make it home alive.
I’m all for multitasking. Heck, I was a network administator / programmer for 15 years … Multitasking was my middle name!
Now, I live in Amish country. The only thing holding up traffic here are the horse and buggies. I can live with that.
And (sorry), I NEVER use my cell phone while driving. Nothing is so important on the cell phone to take a chance of causing an accident. IMHO. Which is worth about 2.5 cents.
LOL! I’d imagine that rush hour traffic in Minnesota is like a Sunday morning here. We can send you some of our cabbies if you need a little additional excitement on the roads?