You're Kidding

Saturday, Shusli and I decided to head to Vancouver about 5pm. We hit I-205 only to find it jammed packed because of construction.

I hopped on I-84 and headed West in slow traffic only to find I-5 Northbound jam packed as well. So we got off the freeway, had dinner, went home, and decided to try again later.

We headed out at 7pm. I-84 was fairly clear, but I-5 was still jam packed and moving slow. We decided to stay with it. I told Shusli that I thought it was weird that during the rush hours when one finally got across the Interstate Bridge traffic would race up to 55 to 60.

As we approached the bridge, we saw a sign on the side of the freeway duct taped to the concrete barrier. It was about three feet wide and two feet high and was fluorescent green with a single large wide lettered word done in black felt marker, "JAM."

"There's the problem," I joked with Shusli.

As we headed across the bridge, there were several more of the "JAM" signs.

When we got to the other side of the bridge, there was a fella maybe in his early 60's with white hair and a thick white mustache holding a fluorescent green sign that said, "Drive 55 now."

Traffic, like usual, bolted right up to 55+. It was a good laugh.