So I have this tendency to follow the car in front of me, regardless of who is driving that car or where he/she is going. Well I was in Carteret today waiting to get on the turnpike, and the truck in front of me merged into the right lane by slipping through the line of orange cones. I noticed a sign way up ahead that seemed to imply the Turnpike entrance was to the right, so, naturally, I followed the truck in front of me through the orange cones.
About 15 seconds later, I found myself in a muddy construction pit, and realized there were people directing traffic because of said muddy construction pit. Upon realizing there was no way out other than to turn around and try to cut in front of the stopped line of cars, I did that.
At which point the dude directing traffic got Very Angry.
Apparently there was an operational train track buried in the mud my car was sitting on, and the traffic guy started screaming at me. I opened my window to explain to him that I was clearly confused and ask where to go next.
All he did was scream over and over again, "What are you doing? Why would you do that? Get off the train tracks! You're sitting on the train tracks! Go park by the Volkswagen!"
So now that I finally had instructions, I looked for the Volkswagen I was supposed to pull up next to. This made him very unhappy as well.
"What are you waiting for?? Go park by the Volkswagen! Why are you sitting there? What are you doing?"
Now I was annoyed.
So, with my California plates, I inadvertently perpetuated every stereotype about Californians.
"DUDE!" I yelled out my window. "YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO CHILL."
He shut up.
5 comments:
Love it!
Dude, I can so hear you saying that too...
yeah, and in a totally non-chill way! :p
that's awesome
I'm thinking there are a few accurate stereotypes of a Carteret traffic cop you could throw back at him...
Oh. And never follow trucks in Carteret. Just don't.
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