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peanut butter and traffic jams

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peanut-butter-jelly-spreader-2i had just entered the highway after leaving church on a saturday afternoon when all traffic just stopped.  i had planned on going home and resting so i skipped out on joining some people for shaved ice.  i didn’t know how bad the traffic was so i called the girlfie and asked her to check georgia navigator for me.  turns out there was a major accident a couple exits ahead and all lanes were blocked.  fantastic…  i just got on the highway and the next exit was a long ways away.  i immediately called one of my friends who was at the shaved ice place to warn them not to take I-85 home and just sat patiently in traffic, updating twitter and facebook in the meantime.

i tried to get off the next exit, but it was packed.  and i don’t like the be the jerk that cuts in front of people or forces their way through.  if people don’t let me in, i won’t cut them off.  i hate to be “that guy”.  because so many people were trying to exit, i zoomed past them hoping to catch the next exit.  but that too was packed and i figured i was moving along anyways, i might as well keep driving on the interstate while everyone else was trying to exit.

by this time i was pretty angry.  it had already been about an hour and a half for what would have been a 20 minute drive to drive down about 6 exits.  if you don’t know, i can get some road rage.  i was trying to be as patient as i could be, but i just wanted to go home.  that when i saw it.  next to me on the right lane, i saw this minivan pass by.  there was something coming out of the back window.  the window was cracked open about 2 inches or so.  i couldnt’ see the person in the back seat cause of the tint, but i’m sure it was a kid.  as i focused in on what was coming out the window, i realized it was bubbles!  bubbles were flowing out of the back window and into the traffic.  i dunno why, it just made me smile.  as i passed by, the mom driving looked at me and saw i was smiling and she smiled back.

it took me about 2 hours to get home that afternoon, but i think i learned something during that time.  that joy can be found in the most unlikely places.

epilogue:

when i arrived home, my neighbor who went to eat shaved ice, was already home.  i would find out later that not only did he beat me home after eating shaved ice, but he came home, went to go pick up his car from the shop, came back home, and was resting for a while by the time i got there.  sigh…

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Written by enoch

June 23, 2009 at 9:35 am

Posted in social observation

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  1. that shaved ice was delicious enoch.

    john

    June 23, 2009 at 10:37 am

  2. 🙂 bubbles would have made me smile too.

    must have’s in the car: bubbles and light snacks.

    a week after i moved to georgia, my older sister and i were stuck on I-85 on our way to pick up our mom. we were starving cuz it was in the evening. the cops moved one of the median blocks and made us go back to where we came from. i think that’s when they tried to dig up the ground for construction and hit the gas pipe or something.

    heej

    June 23, 2009 at 12:01 pm

  3. yeah your roommate beat you home, but i bet he didn’t see any bubbles coming out of the back of a minivan.

    HG

    June 23, 2009 at 1:25 pm

  4. I’m allergic to both peanut butter and ATL traffic jams. :mrgreen:

    I never understood your road rage — Frio partner! 😆

    tonEX

    June 24, 2009 at 6:30 am


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