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Today on the drive home I got stuck for ten minutes at a toll booth exiting the toll road. Four cars were ahead of me in the cash or credit lane and even though I have a transponder and could of taken one of the other lanes, I chose this one as I wouldn't need to change lanes afterwards and easily turn off on the final stage of my drive home. As I waited there I became aware of how impatient a lot of the other drivers were with having to wait their turn to either pay or let their transponder open the gate for them.
After a few minutes had passed I realized the truck in front of me was trying to reverse to switch to a new lane. In order for him to do so I had to reverse and I was fine with waiting so I put my vehicle in park and refused to back up for him. It would of been a simple thing to do, but I had no intention of backing up and risking someone rear ending me as I try and accommodate this guy in front of me. After another minute of trying to convince me by backing further upon my parked vehicle, the truck pulled off on the shoulder and managed to back up around me without me moving. I didn't bother looking at him, it would of most likely been him cursing me or flipping me off. I was rather calm about the whole situation and didn't want to ruin my mood over someone else's problem.
I pulled up and continued waiting though while doing so I watched the hustle of traffic around me as others did what this truck did. It surprised me how many people were in such a hurry and couldn't be inconvenienced to wait a few minutes for the slow progression at the toll booths to clear up. It made me think of how often people become frustrated and pissed off at traffic...upset at variables that are out of their control. I see it in speeders who hog the fast lane, never ever turning over into another lane. Inadvertently they slow down traffic as I've also found, there is always someone driving faster than you are.
Mind you, I'm no saint either, I do about ten over the speed limit and sometimes I'm impatient. I'm trying more and more to just drive and leave the hot rodding to all the other road warriors upon the pavement. I leave home with more than enough time and often arrive to my destinations with time to spare.
At my old job I often had to sit and wait on chemical bulk trucks. It was my job to escort them from the gates of the plant I worked within to each and every tank we were to fill on that particular day. At each spot there were permits to get, people to talk to and sometimes gas tests to preform before I was even allowed to pull that semi truck on to each location. When I started and for a few years after I was always in a rush and tried to get out on time. After a few years I stopped worrying about the time the trucks showed up or how long it took us on each tank. I still worked hard, but I stopped trying to control what I had no control in. I had learned a hard lesson in the aspects of patience.
"Patience is a virtue and I'm learning patience. It's a tough lesson."
--Elon Musk
After a few minutes had passed I realized the truck in front of me was trying to reverse to switch to a new lane. In order for him to do so I had to reverse and I was fine with waiting so I put my vehicle in park and refused to back up for him. It would of been a simple thing to do, but I had no intention of backing up and risking someone rear ending me as I try and accommodate this guy in front of me. After another minute of trying to convince me by backing further upon my parked vehicle, the truck pulled off on the shoulder and managed to back up around me without me moving. I didn't bother looking at him, it would of most likely been him cursing me or flipping me off. I was rather calm about the whole situation and didn't want to ruin my mood over someone else's problem.
I pulled up and continued waiting though while doing so I watched the hustle of traffic around me as others did what this truck did. It surprised me how many people were in such a hurry and couldn't be inconvenienced to wait a few minutes for the slow progression at the toll booths to clear up. It made me think of how often people become frustrated and pissed off at traffic...upset at variables that are out of their control. I see it in speeders who hog the fast lane, never ever turning over into another lane. Inadvertently they slow down traffic as I've also found, there is always someone driving faster than you are.
Mind you, I'm no saint either, I do about ten over the speed limit and sometimes I'm impatient. I'm trying more and more to just drive and leave the hot rodding to all the other road warriors upon the pavement. I leave home with more than enough time and often arrive to my destinations with time to spare.
At my old job I often had to sit and wait on chemical bulk trucks. It was my job to escort them from the gates of the plant I worked within to each and every tank we were to fill on that particular day. At each spot there were permits to get, people to talk to and sometimes gas tests to preform before I was even allowed to pull that semi truck on to each location. When I started and for a few years after I was always in a rush and tried to get out on time. After a few years I stopped worrying about the time the trucks showed up or how long it took us on each tank. I still worked hard, but I stopped trying to control what I had no control in. I had learned a hard lesson in the aspects of patience.
"Patience is a virtue and I'm learning patience. It's a tough lesson."
--Elon Musk
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