Too close for comfort
On our way out to California yesterday, we got stuck in accident traffic. We literally had to stop suddenly (no slowing for a few miles first) and never moved an inch again for an hour and a half.
We saw all the emergency vehicles go by while we were stopped, meaning the accident had just happened.
When we finally moved again, it took almost no time until we were on the scene, and saw the 3 mangled cars. One was a rollover.
News reports today state that roads were open after a crash, stating the accident occurred at milepost 72. I can’t remember specifically now, but we were either just past 73 or just about to pass 73 when we stopped. I.e., we were really fucking close, and could have easily been involved.
Great start to my morning
I just got in a shouting match with a delivery driver that blocked a bunch of cars and reserved parking spaces in our office lot (including mine) and abandoned his [running] truck for 10 minutes while he did his deliver.
I will neither confirm nor deny that I called him a dickbag and threatened to move his truck if he left it there again instead of on the street.