I saw once on Twitter: You are not in traffic, you are traffic.
Huh. Good point. Doesn’t make me feel any better when I am starting at a sea of tail lights…Â and I need to pee.
Traffic is an inevitable fact of life… especially when living in a city. Even my joking, “That’s why I don’t have a’day-job.'” lets me avoid it.
Stop. Go. Stoooop. Stop! Stop! Go!
Frustration!
I hate traffic, but it is what it is. We all have somewhere to be. Often at the same time. And we all have to get there together.
I have found that if the car in front of me goes 60mph in a 70mph zone, they will also go 60mph in a 50mph zone. *baffled*
Then there’s the other realization: If I go 50mph in a 40mph zone, the cars behind me will still try to zoom around me and/or sit on my tail. If I go 30mph in a 40mph zone, the cars will all just sit back and follow. *blinks*