Have you ever driven in Michigan from the months of May-September? Oh, no? You haven't? Let me paint you a little picture,It fucking blows! Do you like the color orange? You'll learn to loathe it come the end of summer. The thing I hate most about driving around the construction is not the actual traffic itself. It is the people who drive like they are the Queen of goddamn London, laws don't apply to me, I am exempt!
This morning, I got to sleep in a little bit, it was my off day of working out. My boyfriend comes in to give me a kiss good bye, I slow get up checking my snapchats, instagram, and facebook. I decide it is time to get out of bed and make myself semi-presentable to the law firm that I work at as a legal assistant. I decide on frozen french toast for a suitable lunch and head out the door.
As I approach an area that has been under construction for a week now, I get into the right lane, ya know, 'cause the big bright orange sign on the side of the road says to merge. Do people follow? Of course not! As I sit in my Dodge Caliber patiently glaring at each driver who speeds past me with demise-- they don't follow the rules of the road like all the rest of us peasants.
I keep quiet until some douche lord in a white Charger comes squealing past all of us teachers pets and jets right past the HUGE LINE OF CARS IN THE LEFT LANE. You would think that he would wonder as to why all the people are in the opposite lane as him in a construction zone, dimwit.
As I get up to the front of the single file line, I see the same white charger waiting to get into the right lane. YES MY FELLOW RULE FOLLOWERS, BANDTOGETHER! Unite as one and never allow this car in! KARMA WILL PREVAIL TODAY!
