Another Opinion Among Many

This morning, I took Caleb to school. The ice was still all over the sidewalk, yet again showing how much our city council thinks of pedestrians. It was a balmy -1o°C outand the wind was nearly non-existant (or, so I thought).  We had a nice walk together, joking about stupid stuff and taking turns sliding on the plentiful patches of ice on the sidewalk.  I’m blessed in that both of my kids can be total goofballs at times.

Once we got to the playground, I parted ways with Caleb and turned back to go home for my 10 minute break before going down to the bus stop.  I put my ear buds in and listened to Christina Aguilera’s Back To Basics and hoofed it home.

I got back and grabbed my lunch, after squeezing Abby while she watched Curious George.  I took off for the bus stop, ensuring that I waved to Abby vigorously, as she was watching and waving out the window.  I got down to the bus stop and waited.

Now, there’s something that I haven’t mentioned, which is key.  On our way to the school, Caleb and I noticed that there was quite a line of traffic, a sure sign of a fender-bender on the bridge.  All southbound traffic will stop when there’s a slight accident on the bridge, which happens a few times a week,a s nobody realizes that they’re DRIVING A 3000LB KILLING MACHINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  On the way back, I noticed that the cars were still backed up (this goes for well over a mile, for sure).  Even after I went down to the bus stop, the cars were not movong.  Hence, my bus was going to be late.

The late bus was not a concern to me, as it stops at the mall down town for about 15-20 minutes before my transfer is destined to leave.   I wait.  And, I wait.  The traffic is stillnot moving, so I make the decision to walk across the bridge and go to the mall.  I decided this too late.  To top it off, the wind was ripping across the bridge and it was super cold! As I approached the scene of the accident, I see that its over and the fire department is cleaning the last of the bits.  The cars are moving now.  I get across the bridge to see my bus sail by.  Of course, there are no busses waiting for me, as they were all late and only did a token stop at the mall, so as to get back on schedule.  So, I ended up taking a cab up the hill to work.  That took fromt he little grocery money I had left.

Thanks to a couple of idiots who were too busy doing anything but drive, I had to spend money I couldn’t afford to spend.  I froze my face, and I got more exercise than I had planned.

To everyone who drives in my town, this is a message from all the people who have to get to work late or make alternate plans (and that, I bet, numbers in the 1000’s) .  PLEASE PAY ATTENTION WHENYOU DRIVE IN TRAFFIC! The next time that you get carried away on your cellphone or do your makeup or just drift off to your radio, you might KILL someone.  Can you live with that? PAY ATTENTION!