In considering yesterday’s blog post about seeking another job, it occurred to me that there’s another very large reason why I would like employment elsewhere. And that is because I’m certain that, if I am forced to continue making the drive every day on these back country roads where there are no apparent rules but only rough guidelines, I will die on that road in a head-on collision with a moron who believes the double yellow line is only painted on the road for decoration.
Three times this morning I had to swerve to avoid being hit. THREE. I’m sorry, but that’s a bit excessive.