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My last job, did close early a couple times last year. One was a lovely little ice storm. I find it bad, but navigatable going slow. Until I reach a bridge. I was attempting to change lanes, because the fellow ahead of me was going about 15 miles per, and I had only slowed myself to about 40. Figured dropping my speed to 30 would be smart, but really didn't want to risk use of brakes.
So my car is now doing donuts on a stretch of highway, on a bridge. I think back to driver's ed. My life flashes before me. I remember "Turn into the skid... but if you start doing donuts... you're pretty much fucked."
After the drunk driver does the same thing and knocks both of us to the curb... waiting for the tow... there's a giant vehicle. I'd never quite seen the like. It's rumbling along and spreading salt. Dang thing nearly has tank treads. By the time the tow truck gets there, the road is actually pretty safe. I check my watch. Work let us out 30 min ago. The freezing rain had stopped. By 11, when my shift ended, (and when I got home anyway) there wasn't anything more to worry about.
So, if work hadn't let out for the horrible weather, bad enough for me to wreck in... I wouldn't have wrecked. Ugh. Reminded me of some early dismissals from school. Those always seemed to ensure that the bus would be out in the unplowed worst of it.
So my car is now doing donuts on a stretch of highway, on a bridge. I think back to driver's ed. My life flashes before me. I remember "Turn into the skid... but if you start doing donuts... you're pretty much fucked."
After the drunk driver does the same thing and knocks both of us to the curb... waiting for the tow... there's a giant vehicle. I'd never quite seen the like. It's rumbling along and spreading salt. Dang thing nearly has tank treads. By the time the tow truck gets there, the road is actually pretty safe. I check my watch. Work let us out 30 min ago. The freezing rain had stopped. By 11, when my shift ended, (and when I got home anyway) there wasn't anything more to worry about.
So, if work hadn't let out for the horrible weather, bad enough for me to wreck in... I wouldn't have wrecked. Ugh. Reminded me of some early dismissals from school. Those always seemed to ensure that the bus would be out in the unplowed worst of it.
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