The folks in LA know a thing or two about traffic, that’s for sure, but only in DC would we build a road that would be so crammed full of cars and traffic that it would back up nearly almost all the way around the city when the drawbridge goes up. Hell, I’ve been forced to invent profanity just to adequately express my rage when some douchebag in an urban assault vehicle decided he needed to merge into my lane on top of me. But of course, that’s the best part of the whole process here in DC, leaning on the horn, swearing like a tranny longshoreman, and flipping the bird. What’s your favorite remedy in these situations?
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
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