The only other thing worth mentioning about last weekend was the traffic heading home.
All was well and good on the usually busy Ohio State Route 83...I didn't even find myself behind one of those old ladies who seems to be afraid of letting her foot down on the accelerator...and barring that, I didn't find myself behind a loaded logging truck either. So I found myself having to pay attention to my speed as my car believes I am Speed Racer on the downhill bits and while I really like being Speed Racer, I do have out of state plates and have to be wary of local cops as tickets are expensive and not much fun
This all changed once we met with the Ohio Turnpike. Terrible, just terrible. Miles and miles and miles of traffic jam. All three lanes crawling along. We got stuck behind an RV called Big Ed...so saith the vanity plates and this was our main view for miles. I eventually managed to tuck in behind a semi truck and while that really didn't improve the view, at least I was near the shoulder and the off ramp should I need to use the potty at one of the service station.
Big Ed passed us.
And we finally crawled (after 15 miles) to the service station...and it was backed up....really backed up. Luckily we didn't need to pee. The gas station was mobbed. A Prius appeared to be out of gas and waiting in line! I laughed at this. Big Ed was refueling...and blocking about 4 pumps...Big Ed was quite an enormous RV...probably a million dollar model..with pop out living area and all. And, at the wheel of Big Ed? A very large, happy Golden Retriever.
Jon snapped a photo while we were just sitting there waiting for traffic exiting the service station to try to merge back into the road.
Eventually it was my turn to deal with the idiots merging...or not...
And this is where I got really angry. Some idiot in an Mercedes SUV was buzzing alongside our lane (not in a lane, on the SHOULDER) and thinking I was going to let them in. Ummmm....no...this yellow car doesn't yield for people NOT EVEN IN THE ROAD! I clung to the ass of that semi truck like a stubborn dingleberry. I'd have considered letting them in if they were at the point where the on ramp and the road met, but they were TOO GOOD to do that. We were half a mile past that point.
Jon borderline freaked out saying they were going to hit us.
I said, um, no, that new Mercedes has some good insurance on it, and anyway, it would be ALL THEIR FAULT if they hit us considering they were breaking the law by driving on the shoulder.
Idiot in Mercedes decided I wasn't going to play nice. Unfortunately, the person behind me was nice and let them in. I wouldn't have. If I'd have had my way that whole line of traffic would have denied them access. I've done this before to people in traffic jams. Ummm....noooo...assholes, you aren't any more special than the rest of us. You can wait just like the rest of us.
So they were behind us and decided our lane was moving too slowly and got in the lane next to us. I laughed so hard because that lane was going even more slowly. None of the lanes was traveling more than 5-10 mph...in bursts.
Eventually we reached the road works that were the problem. One lane was eliminated, and in usual idiot fashion, the people in that lane refused to merge into the other lanes, making alllll that traffic and misery even though the signs are clearly posted for miles.
At this point things got better and we traveled at a steady 40 mph.
Eventually the road works ended altogether and we could go the speed limit which is 70 on the Ohio Turnpike.
This made for a long trip home.
Jon kept saying he'd never really seen me have road rage before. Yep. I get it. But only for shit like that guy in the Mercedes tried to pull. "Oh, the little yellow car will let me in, its a car...." Ummm no....I'm really not afraid of you when you're in a slightly bigger car and we're all going 5 mph....ooooohhh....fender bender...and its all your fault? You owe me a new paint job mother fucker....I need one anyway for all the chips on my hood caused by those mother fucking gravel trucks that really shouldn't be allowed on the freeway.
And that was that.
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