I believe Jeff C. is far from alone on this touchy subject. I too am made sick by construction, especially when it delays my homecoming. Last night after staying a few extra hours in Conway to clean the flat (that's an entirely different story altogether), I hopped in the Sanoma and headed toward the greater Hope area. Little did I know that I would arrive thirty minutes later than expected. The construction on I-30 had traffic backed-up for what looked like miles. There were cars infront of me as far as I could see, and there were cars behind me probably further than I could see.
In actuality, the construction on I-30 has cleared up a great deal. It is considerably wider, and the length one must drive between two extremely close concrete walls has shortened. All of this said, I've never seen the traffic so bad on that particular stretch of road. The equation of stupid workers and stupid drivers equals quite an unenjoyable Friday night. Someone's Daddy isn't doing his job right...
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