By Braddah Lance
Yesterday's traffic was waaaay heavier than normal and wat is it about traffic dat makes da dumb come out?
It literally was crawling no mattah which way you went home towards da West side and normally I'm on Nimitz to H1 but H1 was backed up to Nimitz so I just stayed. Plus was kinda hot and at least it was much cooler driving beneath H1 instead of on top of it.
I'm amazed at how many vehicles tink they found a "secret lane".
They weave - or at least tried to in stand still traffic - and they always try to get into da lane dat's moving. I always trip out wen I see these kine people cause either they psychic or they think everybody going move outta their way.
Had dis one wahine I was behind from da beginning of da H1/Nimitz split and as we entered Nimitz, she began her game. She immediately switched to da lane next to us as it was "moving". About twenty agonizing feet latah, she switched back. She must have done dat nearly two dozen times and every time I would see wea she was at. Da farthest she was evah at was only four car lengths ahead of me.
Not surprisingly, by da time we reached da end of da viaduct a few miles down, guess wea I was? Right behind her. All dat jockeying to get "ahead" for wat? Nada. I couldn't help but laugh.
Then get da numbnuts dat really really really need to change lanes as if their life depended on it or they were desperately trying to change lanes to get off da freeway or a side street......... 'den they just go STRAIGHT aftah forcing their way in!
Wassup Wit Dat!
There were at least three cars dat did dat going nearly perpendicular and for da traffic to be literally crawling inch by inch, it was painful to see them block TWO lanes at a time trying to cross four lanes for minutes at a time only to see them just go straight.
Oh yeah, let's not forget about da texter who decided to buss out his phone to kill time but nevah mind da cars moving on da green light while we all sat there wondering why we weren't da only ones crawling along with da rest of da snails. Then to have him to dat again and again! Ugh.
Sometimes I wish I would just be da prick who weaves through traffic.... you know, to have something to blog about from a different perspective.