Being stuck in traffic always gets my goat. The entire concept of traffic is mindblowing to me. How does it ALWAYS happen? If you do your job and, you know, DRIVE, there is enough room for everybody at all times. Especially where I am, the commute down into Boston in the mornings is always a fucking nightmare. But seriously, how does traffic even begin? Who's the one asshole that cut someone off, thus, causing a mass influx of brake pedalling? I think about these things when in traffic.
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i concur sprout. driving into/out of boston in the morning or afternoon sucks balls. also, what roads are you taking ?
i get annoyed when my bosses decide to each send me the exact same memo, reminding me to do the exact same useless task, which usually I perform upon receiving the first memo. THIS RLY GETS TO ME !
Jam it back in, in the dark.