Allow me to preface this post by saying the below thoughts have absolutely no value or meaning to them...so don't blame me if you feel dumber after reading.
Sitting in traffic for nearly 2 hours a day, 5 days a week, gives you plenty of time to observe strange things.
Today I noticed an unusual amount of weird objects that had collected on the side of the highway on I-395. Not just the usual smashed up soda cans, cigarette butts, and food wrappers. Today, I saw the following:
1) A silver dinner spoon. This one was actually on a raised curb where the guardrail began. Looked more like someone had placed it there, as opposed to it landing there after someone threw it out the window when they finished eating their morning yogurt.
2) A mouse. Sadly he did not appear to be alive. But, he was fully in tact, not flattened...and hadn't yet been pecked at by a bird. My guess -- a hungry bird scooped him up, but dropped him as they flew over the highway, and the mouse was knocked out cold. I like to think he got up and scurried to safety after rush hour ended.
3) A child's beach sandal. Similar to an aqua sock. I feel your pain kid -- I hated wearing shoes when I was little, too. Mom had to put "locks" on my sandals so I wouldn't take them off. And then subsequently throw them out the car window. Like you were able to do. How liberating!
4) A plastic bottle with the words "Muscle Milk" on the side. Assume this is some sort of meat-head protein drink. Also assume I will NEVER drink one. Sick.
5) A large number of broken beer bottles and beer cans. Not in one concentrated spot, but littered along the highway. Hoping a nice homeless guy consumed them while walking safely on the other side of the guardrail. That or they accidentally fell out of a recycling truck. REALLY hoping they weren't from stupid drunk drivers.
and my personal favorite...
6) A corn cob. Yup. A real corn cob. All the kernels had been removed (eaten?), but there it sat, on the side of 395. Now THAT'S a tough snack to pull off while driving. Kudos to you, corn-eater.
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