But this country boy will survive!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There. Now that we've got THAT out of my system...
I really HATE cities. And not in the "it's really a minor dislike" type of hate. Loathing. Detestation.
I had to deliver some papers to a lawyers office on the north side of Richmond (VA) yesterday afternoon. I was given the papers (finally) at around 4:10 yesterday and told that they had to be in the lawyers office before 5. And it's a 45 minute drive from where I was to Staples Mill ... if the was no traffic. Oh, yeah, did I mention that it's rush hour? On a Friday in August?
Managed to get there in time (barely, they were locking up as I walked up).
What really peeves me, though? The traffic on I-64E heading back to the southside of the city. Now, where Staples Mill joins up w/ I-64, I can understand some delays. They're expanding a bridge there and causing all kinds of havoc. What I don't understand though is this: Why does 3 lanes of traffic come to a complete and inexplicable stop? There's no wreck. No disabled vehicle. The traffic 100 yards ahead is moving at normal highway speeds, for pete's sake!?!
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, rant over.
Now that I'm back in the backwoods again, I feel better.
Y'all have a nice weekend!