There are a few things in the world that bring me pure, innocent, joy. Not just happiness, but a type of joy that is specific to a moment of unsuspecting elation. One of those is watching impolite, jerks get their just rewards for being impolite jerks.
Currently my commute consists of sitting through 5 mph traffic on Rt. 18 while waiting to enter the NJ turnpike. There are those who, rather than wait in the proper lane that will be the lane to enter the turnpike, will drive up the center lane, and at the very last minute, cut into the long line of all of us who have been patiently waiting our turn.
But then, there are those days when the cops are sitting at the entrance to the turnpike, and pull over those who feel entitled to hopping in at the last minute. And since, at that point it's an exit only lane with a solid line, they're effed, and doomed to have a conversation with Mr. Officer.
Just like the stupid people who drove the shoulder of before Finnegans lane.
Ahhhh, joy.
My thoughts on whatever passes through my line of sight.
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