So, this morning I had to get up to drive to a different office. I dread going to this office because it is FAR. But, I had Britney going and I thought it wouldn’t be so bad, I even left the house 10 minutes earlier than I needed to. There I am driving along, and singing to Britney when I encounter it.
And no, I am not exaggerating. I tried pinching myself, hoping I was in some kind of disasterous-traffic-induced nightmare. But, I was definately awake. The on-ramp to the highway I usually get on is closed. Thus explaining the huge disaster on the off ramp and side streets. I am stuck. There is no where else to go, except sit in the maddening traffic. Everyone is pissed, driving terribly, and honking on their horns. It was horrible. And that is when I started sweating.
There was no way to avoid it. I was getting TMS (traffic madness syndrome). Before I knew it, I had all the symptoms:
*full force anger
*tired, achey muscles from stamping on the breaks
*lack ot control
*middle finger uncontrollableness
So, instead of taking me maybe 45 minutes to an hour to get here…it took me one hour and 25 minutes exactly! At least it is Friday! I am scared to think how long it will take me to get home tonight. I have a feeling it is going to be a LOOOOONNNNNGGGGG day.
I definately have a case of full on TMS. I wonder if they make something for this? You know, some pill or something? If so, I NEED it. Actually, I know just the thing that will help get me through the day…..
Lunch at Jersey Mike’s! I am starting to feel better already!