Trucker wants me to commit suicide.
I woke up on an overcast Sunday morning, thinking everything was going to be just fine, because I have Fruit Loops in my cupboard that I bought yesterday, three for $4.95. When can you ever buy non-generic cereal for that cheap?! The answer is never, which makes the Fruit Loops even sweeter. MMmmm… Fruit Loops.
So anyway, I stumble to the kitchen, make some coffee, grab a bowl of Fruit Loops and settle down with my computer to check my mail and so forth. I decided to check CNN for the headlines, when lo and behold, I see the top story relates to Oakland. And that’s when my day went to hell.
Some retarded trucker transporting thousands of gallons of gasoline overturned his tanker truck at 3:00 am this morning on a portion of freeway just off the Bay Bridge. The tanker caught fire and exploded, super-heating the freeway and thus collapsing a significant portion of the overpass. Do you realize what this is going to do to my commute??? This is so much worse than those damn Berkeley hippies and their signs! I don’t even know if I can get to work the way I normally do. This guy wants me to kill myself. I know it! If I thought I hated traffic before this, I can’t imagine what the next few months will hold.
What’s even worse, is that the driver didn’t even have the decency to be super injured. At least I would have felt bad that he suffered. But no. He bailed from the truck, walked to a gas station, and promptly hailed a cab to the nearest hospital. Ever hear of dialing 911 asshole? As far as the press is reporting, the guy never called. Jerk. I would LOVE to see him explain to his insurance company how he melted a portion of freeway, impacting the entire region, because he was driving too fast for the road conditions. I bet his premium goes up. Awesome.
The news reports said that the it will take several months to repair the bridge, which mean I can look forward to horrible traffic conditions until at least the Fall. JOY AND HAPPINESS!!! I’m going to go to my room, hide under my covers, and rock back and forth while furiously chanting that this is all a dream, because I don’t think I can handle the reality that will be my morning commute tomorrow.
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My understanding is that the trucker received second-degree burns, and high-tailed it via taxi-cab to a nearby hospital. I imagine that, possibly in shock, informing officials of the accident was the last thing on his mind. I am more impressed, however, that the local cabbie didn’t call the accident in, since he picked the trucker up from what was, presumably, pretty close to the location of the actual accident.
WyldKard: You are making it difficult for me to rant about something that I’m going to be dealing with for the next several months. Since you are a city dweller and consider the East Bay to be evil, your life will be minimally (if at all) impacted. Yes, the taxi driver shares some culpability in not calling for emergency crews, and yes, I will admit that the truck driver was probably in a great deal of pain. But you’re failing to see that I was ranting after waking up to a rather ill-informed and rude announcement by our local news stations. You should realize how little information there was to go on initially, and MORE IMPORTANTLY that I am going to have to significantly rethink how I do something as basic as get to work.
So let me rant, even if it contains information that is now out-of-date. GOSH!
This is what happens when you live where gremlins dwell.