Being a Road Construction Barrel
September 16, 2010, 6:30 a.m.
-sigh- Another day another dollar. At least it’s raining today. I’ll finally be able to wash off that McDonald’s milkshake that the guy in the Prius tossed on me last week. Real environmentally friendly dill-hole.
Well, everyone looks pissed again. Not that I blame them. My buddies and I have been sitting in these spots for going on four months now. Plus, there are signs everywhere requiring everyone to slow down for the construction zone. Does my mere existence in this lane really constitute a construction zone? Not like it matters though…no one can drive faster than ten miles/hour anyway. And while the drivers mutter under their breath about ramming stuff, my buddies and I are occupying this perfectly good lane for miles just hoping that some day, actual construction will take place next to us. I’m afraid many of us are now beginning to lose that hope.
Yesterday seemed like it would be different. An orange IDOT truck pulled up next to me. I thought construction may actually start! But it was not to be. Instead of actually beginning to improve the roadway, two guys jumped out of the truck, rolled that measuring wheel thingy, laughed about something, and then got back into their truck and left. I was, I’ll admit, disappointed; and confused…did they really think the measurement changed since they took it a month ago?
My buddy Herb told me that he had actually spoken to a barrel further down the road that said construction was actually occurring. He said it was really strange because after all of these big machines tore up the road, everybody left for a couple of months. He said something about workers striking. He and I both thought it would have been nicer if the workers had decided to stop working before tearing up the road. But what do we know? We’re just barrels.
I still remember being placed here in the spring. I was so excited! I figured I’d get to watch some cool machines construct a road. When the drivers creeping past me first became angry, mumbling about the same construction being done last year, I smiled, because I knew the construction would be done in no time. But here I sit. Taking up a perfectly good lane when there hasn’t been construction equipment anywhere near me yet. Seriously, why close a lane for miles, when only about 10 feet is getting worked on at any given time? I mean, I know my brain consists of a flashing light, but it would seem that only closing the road being worked on would be a smarter idea.
However, after talking to my buddy Gilbert yesterday, I do think the drivers are being a little hard on the government. Apparently there are spots where the road isn’t being torn up at all. In fact, Gil told me that all of the toll lanes are still open, and there are lots of those. It could be worse, right?