Blocking the Box

There should be explosives at each intersection that blows up everything within the box the second it hits red. I don't know how many times I've been stuck in Rosslyn between 10-20 minutes to drive 150 yards to the light. Only 8-10 cars get to go if that each light because of the douchebags that don't know how to not block an intersection. And two cars when it's blocked.

Thanks douchebags.

Suggestion # 43

Wear deodorant.

Nothing worse than a guy with bad BO. Some people just walk around smelling like a gym locker.

Why would you want to put a gross spit cup

in the cup holder? with crap all over it?

FREE PASS ON HOV?

Since when do "government cars" get passes to ride on HOV?

This car had one person in it. It wasn't a police car. If you're not on duty to pull people over, then why are you on there?

Should it say:

HOV-3
3 people or more, motorcycles, and government vehicles? Isn't the only way they can get on there is if they have official business? Like escorting VIPS, and not going to work from Dale Blvd?

What a bunch of bastards.

No Air and Driving Slow in the Fast Lane

"He's barking up the wrong tree if he thinks I'm gonna move!"

I've come to the conclusion that I don't like Mercury cars. I don't know if older people like stale air or not. It reminded me of an IHOP. I always thought IHOPs smelled like old people.

This lady didn't turn on the A/C until halfway through; and when she did she just turned it on without adjusting the temperature. She had it cranked at 68 degrees when it was probably 60 something outside, and my stomach was giving me problems which didn't help. I was just hoping I wouldn't explode in her car from the way she was just driving, how cramped the space was in the car, and how much air was in the car. I just wanted to jump out the window. I don't think I've felt as uncomfortable as this morning other than the Vajajay lady last week that smelled really bad.

And she was one of those people that didn't think the passing lane was meant for, well, passing.

Smoke coming out of the hood is no good

So the Volvo I was in started sputtering as I opened my eyes from a mini nap. It was a super nice Friday, the windows were open...

And then I kept hearing this weird noise. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the driver looking a bit nervous, and we start slowing down from 70 to 65 to 55. We go maybe another 3/4 of a mile before it just starts making a lot of noise and acceleration is non-existent.

The driver gets out of the car, as I do, since I don't want to sit in a stationary car in moving traffic.

I'm already calculating how long it's going to take me to get home. An hour later than expected, at the very least. I thought maybe a nice car would stop within a few minutes to see if we needed help or if we needed a ride.

Nope. After 2o minutes I sit up on the Jersey Barrier to create a visual to motorists to say, "hey, we're stuck, help us out."

A cop comes maybe 10-15 minutes later, to see how we are doing. You can see his face as he pulls up, it's the "yeah these people are screwed" look with a semi smirk. He tells me to get down and tells the other slug that he got a call that a "citizen" was on the barrier and they thought it was unsafe.

Not a call saying, a car is broken down and they may need help but of someone sitting on the barrier. Thank you kind sir/ma'am. Which is why he thought it was funny when he pulled up because we're there, broken down, and that's the call he gets; thinking some crazy person is running around along the highways wrecking havoc.

Anyhow, the other rider has AAA and calls a tow truck. The driver calls his wife to pick us up to get us to the lot.

No one stopped to help us. I thought about walking to the exit, and to the mall where emy car was. It would taken the same amount of time, so whatever. If you see a car broken down with slugs on the side of the road, please pick them up. I know I will.

I took a nap and awoke to find a car breaking down.

The one I was in. Yes, I had thought about it, and it happened.

I was in a car that was billowing smoke two exits from our Slug Stop. And yes, it took an hour for me to get to my car after the guy called his wife to pick us up. I'll have more details and photos later.

Complete and Utter Hell.

I've been in Texas for a month for work. Now that was hell. It was hot, I never saw daylight, and after a few days in San Antonio, there was nothing really to do that hadn't already been done.

So I didn't feel like slugging yesterday, as it was my second day back. I drove and slugged in today. I got into the smelliest VW that smelled of woman odor (to say it in a nice way). She must have known it because she drove with the windows slightly opened and it was 60 degrees out. And her hands were on her legs the whole time. So I don't know if some women are naturally stinky like that or if she did something funky with her husband minutes before she picked us up, but it smelled bad.

And she drove slow. So not only could I not breathe, it was prolonged by her slow driving.

Welcome back to DC, me.