With a few recent accidents at open level crossings between trains and various road vehicles there's been quite a bit of stuff on the news about how one should not ignore or try to race the lights on a railway crossing. There's also been a pretty busy schedule of community service announcements based along the same theme.
It's probably those things that made it so hard this week when I came up to the flashing lights on the crossing and a man in a fluoro jacket waved me across.
I didn't want to do it.
Didn't he know that crossing against the flashing red lights is bad?
Couldn't he understand that I am programmed to comprehend and obey all traffic control devices?
But how much did I want to stay waiting for the lights to change with a growing line of traffic behind me?
... Approximately None
And yes, this piece of inane rubbish is about the only thing that was remotely bloggable during the last week. My life is very, very sad.
Watching Him Do What He Does by The Pioneer Woman
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