Starting Friday Off Right

First I woke up late, which in and of itself is not remarkable since I wake up late a few times a month. Here is the cardinal rule of waking up late though, if you have my commute. If you can still manage leave the house before 7AM, then you are fine. If you have to wait until after 7AM though, even if it’s only a few minutes after 7AM, you may as well prepare yourself for being late for work because the driving population after 7AM is vastly different from the driving population before 7AM.

For one thing there are a lot more people on the road and with more people on the road comes more jerks on the road.

Case in point, I was driving along the expressway towards the city and had to get into the left lane to make my exit onto the Pike. There was a glass company van in the left lane right next to me that for whatever reason did not want me in his lane. When I sped up to try and pass him he sped up, when I slowed down to get behind him he too slowed down effectively trapping me in a lane I did not want to be in. So when I was FINALLY able to get over mere seconds from my exit I did so quickly and heaved a sigh of relief.

Then I realized I had gotten off at the wrong exit – the Mass Ave exit, instead of the Pike exit.

D’oh!

I quickly decided that just getting onto Mass Ave and driving to Copley to get on the Pike would be more efficient that turning around to get on 93 South, then back around to go back North. Of course when I was stuck on Mass Ave for twenty minutes I was ruing this decision but what are you gonna do?

At one point I got stuck behind a double parked truck and went to swing around him when a man darted out from in front of the truck and into my lane, causing me to slam on my brakes. This man then started kicking the front of my car screaming about pedestrians having the right of way. I get it dude, but you aren’t on a crosswalk and darting out into traffic from in front of a huge parked truck where no oncoming driver can see you is kind of a dick move, and you should be thankful I have such quick reflexes. Meanwhile did I mention this guy had flip flops on? So I think his little tantrum hurt him more than it hurt me.

I eventually made it to work and, through some kind of wrinkle in time, was actually 1 minute early. Not only that but there was one Asiago bagel left in the kitchen almost like a little reward for my terrible morning.

So maybe it wasn’t the best way to start the day but hey, things can only get better right?

RIGHT?

Right.