Police

So, say the police had pulled someone over onto the shoulder of the road (no, not me). At this point, the road has three lanes and a shoulder, just ahead of the pulled over vehicle and the cop car a right turning lane begins. Say you have to turn right up ahead, and typically you use the aforementioned right turning lane. Just before you enter the new lane, CopCar pulls out in front of you and creeps along and then stops (not anywhere near the traffic light or the turn mind you, just stops). Now you are stuck behind CopCar and cannot turn right. There's a break in traffic, so you decide to get back into the regular lane, go around CopCar and make your turn. Maybe there is something in the road he is shielding you from, or maybe something is wrong with the shoulder so he can't pull off the road properly, whatever the case may be, you decide to be nice and move around him (as opposed to honk your horn like you would if this were a "real person" and not a cop...somehow honking at a cop seems...wrong.) Well, wouldn't you know that as soon as you move over, CopCar starts creeping along in the turning lane. He's going just fast enough that you would draw much unnecessarily attention to yourself to gun it and whip around him...and even though you are technically "early" for work, you are not "early" enough to spend some time talking to CopCarCop while his lights flash behind you drilling into your very soul. So you try your best, use your turn signal, and nothing. What the crap was CopCarCop looking at? Why was he crawling to his next destination? Distracted by a donut? Coffee go cold?

I missed my turn and had to use the Toll Road to get to work (which requires paying fifty cents and encountering some insane sun glare). You have no idea how sad that makes me, especially since I was craving McDonald's coffee which could only have be purchased if I had made that freaking right turn! As previously mentioned in this blog, the "coffee" at work is disgusting...so tea will have to do today.