I hate traffic. I really do.
I was supposed to have a wrestling show today. 70 miles from where I work. It should have taken me a little over an hour to get there. I even left work 15 min. early.
This was over two hours later. I was still on the road.
I finally got there after 3.5 hours. That’s right, over three hours to drive 70 miles.
Needless to say I was late and missed my match. And driving home the other way I saw that the Jam was still there and even worse at like 10 that night.
that. is. not. fun.