‘Folks In Traffic’ equal entertainment value beyond measure

Here we go again._Road construction, right here in Woodgate, right here on Route 28, right smack dab in the middle of our busiest tourist season._

Is it inconvenient? Yep, sure is. Is it necessary? Again, I believe that yes, the improvements are safety oriented and that we’ll all be impressed with the end result.

Like anything else in life, one must wade through the crud in order to enjoy the pot of gold.

As is my nature I have found a fantastic route to humor. F.I.T. Folks In Traffic. Not only do I live on Route 28, but I also work here, therefore allowing me a front row seat for the viewing of F.I.T._

Oh dear, the scenes I’ve witnessed have left me roaring, guffawing, and sometimes choking with laughter.

The antics of the impatient are downright impressive at times and disgusting at others.

Everyone handles strife differently and I will generously share with you, dear readers, some of the scenarios that have played out right before my eyes.

Keep in mind here that windows are primarily down at this time of year, so the Visual is often accompanied by the Audio effects._

They are as follows:

Family Guy: Dad is behind the wheel. Mom is slumped down in the passenger seat, three screamers (children) take up the back seat.

Tons of noise coming from this SUV, and it’s not of the musical nature.

After no movement for five minutes or so Dad creeps up to the vehicle in front of him-soooooo close that Mom is forced to raise her head and her voice, begging him to back off.

Kids chime in, which sends Family Guy into a frenzy of finger pointing which eventually turns to knife hand and threats of driving RIGHT BY WATER SAFARI, which wife and tots will never, EVER see the inside of, so help me.

Hysterical, especially knowing that particular statement is a total untruth.

Twenty Somethings: Between cell phones crammed up their ears and/or texting, they are completely unaware that they’re even in traffic.

The music is blaring and they remain oblivious, because they no doubt have no schedules to abide by, so therefore they remain_unperturbed_and this scene leaves me with a happy lighthearted feeling.

Thanks kids.

The Elderly: Some are cranky, but for the most part they sit quietly and wait.

Aside from a doctor’s appointment or twelve, they too have pretty carefree schedules and have suffered way worse things than a little traffic jam.

Country music or some calming classical tunes waft from their windows, and it’s so darn sweet that again, I am grinning and chuckling to myself, forever grateful for The Elderly and the depth of their wisdom and patience.

The Maniac: By far the most entertaining, he first lays on his horn then explodes from his vehicle in a lame effort to determine what would dare hold him up.

He marches three cars ahead, arms flailing and bellowing obscenities, when the line starts to move.

He is then forced to jog back to his Mustang, at which point I am hoping and praying that the guy behind him takes this opportunity to sneak in front, which would no doubt_invite aneurism time for The Maniac.

This promotes my choking laughter for sure.

Thank you Idiotman, you are a tremendous source of free entertainment.

The Nose Picker: Self explanatory.

But know this, N.P.-someone is watching you._You are NOT in your living room, but instead traveling in a vessel with clear windows. Yuk.

So folks, we all have moments when we are F.I.T. The way we handle traffic is a definite insight into_our character and personality traits.

So remember. You are not alone. You are being watched. Please behave accordingly.