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Thursday, October 26, 2006

Driving in Big D

Let me just say that driving in Dallas during the morning and afternoon commute is not something that I would want to do everyday. There are way too many people trying to get to the same place, and it always seems like someone is running into someone else.

I'm guessing some of the driving problems are because driving terms that mean one thing in the part of the country I grew up, mean something totally different here. Like merging. Where I grew up if a sign says merge, I would move into the other lane of traffic because my lane was ending. Here it must mean to speed up and get as far as you can before you slam on your brakes and swerve into the adjacent lane of traffic. That can be confusing, but I'll catch on.

Welcome to crazy town!
This has nothing to do with anything.
I just liked the theme when I was a kid


It seems like weird things happen on these highways too. Like this morning, I was listening to the traffic report, and when I had left the house it said that there was a disabled vehicle that was taking up the right hand lane on I-30. About 40 minutes later, after I had passed the disabled vehicle, the guy on the radio said that now there was a fire truck partially blocking the right hand lane too, because the disabled vehice had caught on fire. Man, I missed it.

If you think it's safer to drive off of the highway and on the streets, think again my friend. I tried that one Monday afternoon, and I'll never do it again. I was trying to find a gas station, and I ended up driving through what I can only describe as the ghetto area of Dallas. Instead of gas stations on every corner, there were liqour stores. I was picturing my story on the news: "An unidentified white male was found on the side of the road, clutching to a map of the Dallas area." It probably wasn't that bad, but it seemed like it. It's not like I'm just a racist or anything. When I was at a stop light by a scary looking white dude with a
"Will Work 4 Food" sign, I locked my doors then too.

I'm glad that I work in Greenville instead of Dallas.

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