On Friday, the begining of this glorious and long anticipated three day weekend, I had to drive to the Bay area for work. If you live in Northern Cali or are familiar with the drive to the Bay you are probably reading this and feeling very sorry for me right now, if you have no clue what I’m talking about this is what it looks like on the trip back north on a holiday weekend.
The general rule of thumb on a regular week day is; leave the Bay before 2 and your trip home should take 2 to two and half hours. On Friday of a holiday weekend you might as well be pulling a wagon with flat tires and a load of bricks through the desert because that’s about how fast traffic moves.
I took advantage of this traffic knowledge and planned a stop to take a picture of the retired ships in this bay. They have been removing them and I wanted to get a picture before they were all gone.
I can imagine that at one time that this was a spectacular view from that bench with all the retired ships and the sun setting to the right of this picture but that Jack in the Box/Texaco sign leaves a lot to be desired.
I left Fremont at 1:30 and arrived home at 5, it’s a 117 mile trip, the average speed was 40mph and this is what I saw along the way.
I’m glad your week was short it means you were busy, mine on the other hand seemed longer than usual but that’s probably because I’m leaving work early on Friday for some time off.
I left the above comment on someone’s blog and I had to laugh at myself a little as I had been writing in my head, on the back porch, a post about how people say stuff.
Case in point when people say;
“I’m going on vacation to recharge my batteries”
I wonder how many batteries it takes to run a person. There’s only one battery in a car so I think it’s one, but for anyone over 6′5″ it might take two, so they would be the only people who could say batteries. You know like an 18 wheeler, or an airplane.
And to my comment, really? A work week is 40 hours and it can only get longer if you, or your boss let it. A week is not “longer than usual”, hello linlah, that was dumb.
If you’re like me and you wake up on Wednesday and wish it were Friday the week is not going to get any shorter by crying about the fact you don’t know what day it is.
What I may need to do is get an alarm clock that flashes the day of the week instead of the time because I know what time it is, hello, I was the one who set the alarm on the clock.
Wait – did I just invent something again. I’m pretty sure if I call patent rights I’m good to go.
If you are in a meeting and the most important note you think you take goes something like this:
ireallywantapeanutbuttercookie
and you write it twice and you run it all together like that so the guy sitting next to you can’t read it, you might be in a job that doesn’t challenge your thinking.
Or you really want a peanut butter cookie.
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