Monday, September 6, 2010

A traffic jam...when you're already late...


Sorry Alanis, not a real example of irony.

I have to admit, last year I complained about my commute to work every morning. I had to drive across the city to get there and sometimes it could take up to (gasp!) 45 minutes during rush hour.

I really had no idea.

I now live in a city where there is ALWAYS traffic. And I mean always. It's impossible to run out to the grocery store without getting stuck in something. (Oh, and did I mention that I don't even live in Chicago, this is in the SUBURBS!) I never realized that I would have to actually plan places I needed to go based on the time of day.

Wanna go visit a friend? oops can't do it because I'd have to drive through the city to get there and ohh it's 5 and I don't want to get there next Tuesday...

You need a ride to the airport Angel?.....too bad, you shouldn't have scheduled your flight at 8 am.

I've heard I may get used to this. I doubt it.

For now, I'll keep adding 20-30 minutes to any map quested directions.

Not cool.

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