It’s Monday and I haven’t had my coffee.
The stoplight downtown hates me. I know there’s many lights people get annoyed with, but I’m talking specifically about the one by the courthouse and the old bank and the building where the aldermen meet – the one right before the roundabout.
Why does it hate me?
I don’t know.
How do I know it hates me?
Easy. It’s always red.
OK, always is a slight exaggeration.
I kept a list over the past month or so, and the light is only red 94% of the time.
Still, that’s a pretty high percentage.
It’s even more annoying because most of the time – any by most I mean 9 times out of ten – I’m coming through late at night. I am literally the only one on the road, no-one else is waiting for the light, and as soon as I leave the roundabout it’ll turn yellow and force me to stop in the middle of the night for nobody.
It used to be that the lights downtown were on a timer and after 10.30 at night they’d change to caution lights.
No more.
Now, I must suffer the capricious whims of this apparently sentient traffic signal.
Thankfully, I won’t need to go that way today.
Tomorrow, though, I will.
sigh
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Running In My Head 
Coincidentally (though I don’t think it was a coincidence at all) every stoplight I am typically stopped at was red this morning. At the most inconvenient moment of “Of COURSE you’re expected to slam to a stop, spilling your glass of milk everywhere. Of COURSE.”
They know if I’m late again this month that I’ll be suspended. I just know it.
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This is funny! I think we all have one of those stoplights in our town. My husband drives out of the way to avoid “ours” because in the time we sit there waiting, we could be home by going the long way around!
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Wonderful post.
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Thank you!
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