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Construction Junction What's Your Function? Well once again I have been amazed by the level of common sense in this country. Every day I ponder our existence on this planet and every day I end up thinking "what the fuck?" It seems like things in our life are purposely designed to raise our blood pressure and increase the rate of violence. For the past 8 months or so they have been performing construction on our lovely Main Street. About one month ago there were 10 straight days where it took me twice as long to get to work thanks to the 50 yard stretch of road that was blocked off. What I really don't understand is why they choose 8:00 am, the exact time when everyone is rushing to work, to close down a major road and turn it into one lane. Is it a big secret that everyone is going to work at this time? Is it a new tradition that nobody informed the construction schedulers and city planners about? Methinks not. If they waited just 15 minutes until 8:15, I guarantee that the number of cases of road rage (at least by me) would drop by a factor of 50. Are ideas like this far too radical? I don't think so the. The problem is that they involve common sense and thinking, two things that seem to be dying like a big fat cold-blooded dinosaur. Another perfect example of common sense is that way that retail stores are run. They open at 9:00 am, exactly one hour after you get to work. Not a lot of shopping getting done at this time. So it's now 12:00, your lunch hour, and you decide to run to the sports store for a jock strap. After all, they close at 5:00, the exact time that you get out of work, so it's your only chance to make a purchase and support America's economy. The only problem with going at noon, the busiest hour of the day mind you, is that half of the staff of the store, in particular ones that have any inkling of what the fuck is going on, are also gone to lunch. Brilliant. This guarantees that it will in fact take your entire lunch hour to purchase this jock strap. I hope that you weren't hungry, no soup for you! Standing in line behind the woman who still pays using a paper fucking check is your lunch. Is it too much to ask that the folks at retail stores wait until 1:00 to go to lunch? Apparently so. God Bless America.
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