So this morning, traffic was nasty. On a good day the ride takes me 15-20 minutes, on a bad day, over 35. Given that I'm trying to catch a train, that's a big difference! And today was one of those days.
Today was one of those days where the right hand lane is completely backed up, but everybody else is getting by, ever have one of those? I get to the point where I'm only about 1 exit (a mile or so) away from the exit I need, so I find a spot to get in that lane and just wait it out. I'm not one for waiting until the last second and then zipping across, especially in a situation like that.
As I'm getting closer to the exit, I notice people are now driving on my right. In the breakdown lane. On the one hand it's a reasonable thing to do, given that we're less than 1 exit away (i.e. it's not like you're going to kill someone who is coming onto the highway). But it is still basically illegal, and rude. I mean, really, what are we all sitting here patiently for? Why don't we all just do that? Why, because it would create another traffic jam at the exit when two people hit it at once, of course, and then both lanes would be backed up, numbnuts. Then your little trick wouldn't work. You have to rely on being the only one obnoxious enough to go for it.
Anyway, as we get closer I see that there is in fact a tow truck on the right hand side of the road, so there must have been an accident. Two of the cars that just zipped down my right hand side are now pulling back into my lane. I assume that the breakdown lane is blocked, although I can't see it. Then an interesting thing happens - they pull back out into the breakdown lane, still on this side of the crash. "Hmm, maybe I was wrong, maybe this was an accident and these people were rushing to get to it for some reason?"
No, they were pulling back over because the state trooper at the scene of the accident watched them coming down the breakdown lane and was now pulling them over for it.
I pointed and laughed so hard as I drove by I wondered if I was going to get pulled over too. I laughed myself the rest of the way to the train station.
Lesson of the day? Be patient. If you get pulled over, then you didn't really get to work any faster, now did you?