Tuesday, March 20, 2012

An open letter to I15 Construction Workers

Dearest I-15 Construction Workers

We've been together a long time.  We have our special together time every morning.  Me, trying to get to work, you trying to stand there and look productive.  But this morning I had an experience that made me somewhat unhappy with you.  You see, you have an annoying little habit that we've been sweeping under the rug.  I feel like it's time that we just discussed it out in the open.

So here's the thing.  You like to switch up which way the lanes move around.  I guess it's exciting for you to put up cones where I used to drive, while drawing new lines for me to follow. Then you like to change the new traffic pattern once again, and repeat that process willy nilly.  It seems to give you some kind of thrill.  I'm not here to judge your habits, it's just that that particular habit almost killed me today.

Because of your thrill seeking, it is nearly impossible to see where the lanes are.  You don't bother to erase the old lines, you just draw new ones.  With each iteration it becomes more and more difficult to see which lines are intended as lanes, and which ones are intended as art.  So there are lanes going in every direction and it is anybody's guess which ones are real.  So that brings me to the method of my near execution.

This morning, I was driving along minding my own business. Suddenly, the guy to my right decided he should follow some lines going left. The guy to my left decided he should follow some lines going right. I just wanted to follow the lines going straight. It is anybody's guess which of the three of us was actually following the true lane.  Neither of them seemed to notice or care that they were about to run into me. I quickly surveyed my options. One option was to try to squeeze between them like the Knight Bus.

This was the more awesome but less practical option
So I decided to go with the less awesome but more practical option.  I slammed on my brakes and let the two of them come together  (they didn't collide, their respective lanes went side by side, they just didn't leave room for me).  After regaining my composure, I discovered I had moved one lane to the left.  I'm not quite sure how it happened, but the important thing is that I'm alive.

Now, my dear construction working friend, it should be noted that had I been killed in this incident I would not have blamed the poor souls who didn't know which lane to drive in.  I feel that they are victims just as much as I was. No, if I was killed I would blame you.  Also, it should be noted, that I would haunt you until the day my wife dies.  (Once she dies, we'll be partying it up in the spirit world together, and we'll have better things to do then haunt you.  But until then, I've got nowhere to go.)

That's right, if I die because of all the lame construction going on, I will bring terror into your household for decades.  And we're not talking just eerie apparitions in the middle of the night.  Certainly there will be plenty of that, but you haven't seen me dance.  That is a terror in itself.  I'll be dancing, and rocking it up all night long.  So just keep that in mind, as you stand there trying (and failing) to look busy.  You may want to wrap this project up.

With love,
Your dearest friend,
Jeff

15 comments:

  1. I couldn't agree with you more! Those lines are ridiculous! I'm very glad you're still alive!!!

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  2. You're a true survivor, Jeff. No wilderness could ever get the best of you with all of your I-15 survival skills.

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    1. I know, right? Survivor Man and Bear Grylls have nothing on me. They may be able to live off of eating crickets, but they've never had to drive on I 15 during rush hour.

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    1. I don't know why you deleted your comment, but I liked it so I'll include it here: "So happy you are alive... and thanks for the Xanadu rendition! "

      And you're welcome for the Xanadu rendition. Thanks for exposing me to it. :)

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  4. I for one am very happy that you are still alive. Please stay that way for a very long time despite others lack of line drawing skills.

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  5. The worst day of my life was the day they repainted the lines on the northbound side, causing the same problems over there.

    Also, I love it when people honk at you when you're just trying to follow the lines. Especially when they're the one following the wrong lines.

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    1. I had a truck almost run me off the road because he was following the wrong lines. Hopefully this mess will end soon.

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  6. True story, this happens every day. I know Utah has problems with using blinkers but I find people switching lanes right in front of my because the the chaotic lines and they have no idea they almost rand me over.

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    1. Ya, I know. It's totally crazy. There have been a few times that I've suddenly noticed I was in a different lane than I started in. I always hope I didn't come near to killing anyone in those moments.

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  7. I'm very glad you're alive. But I do think it would be awesome if you haunted the construction workers... especially by dancing.

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    1. I may have to go ahead and do that, even if I die by other causes.

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