Posts tagged ‘Washington DC’
Please pardon the horrible quality of this photo, as it came from my shitty cell camera. The sign at a Washington DC metro station says: “You gonna eat that? Unlike some subway systems (which will remain nameless), you don’t see rats the size of house cats roaming Metro. Why not? Because we’re so strict about eating and drinking in the system. Please help us keep the critters away. Please don’t eat or drink on Metro.”
Yeah, because those rats are in my apartment, which is clean. And just so you know, Metro, I saw a rat at the Metro Center station while waiting for the orange line not long ago. The little bugger, aka RODENT, was scurrying across the tracks. I don’t even want to know if it got smashed by the train. Yuck.
Up until recently, I have not been able to point out any similarities between San Francisco and Washington DC. That changed while I was walking through 21st and P Street in Dupont Circle last weekend. I felt like I was in San Francisco for one split second. I repeat - just one split second, no more. The Victorian-like building in Dupont circle building looked similar to some of the awesome designs in San Francisco that I grew to love and adore. Granted, there are many areas in DC that have charming row houses that boast cool Victorian styles, but it’s quite rare to come across something that is made of stucco-type like the place in Dupont Circle.
This is at the intersection of 21st and P in Washington DC’s Dupont Circle. What? No brick?!
This is in San Francisco’s Pacific Heights. (Picture ripped from the ‘net.) Anyone have a tissue to wipe up my drool?
The only thing missing in Dupont Circle was the bay, limos, funky shoes, the smell of the ocean, the hills, bikers, and… ah okay, I’ll shut up here.
While I was googling for a picture of Pacific Heights, I came across this:
Wow. Just wow. Can this be real?! If so, did it even qualify for insurance? Because if a really BAD earthquake hit, that house would go *splash.*
See what I mean about drivers in the Washington DC metro area? This dude thinks it’s a one way street or something. Duh, dude, never drive on the left side of double yellow lines. I had to keep my car backed up in case someone wanted to come through. Luckily, no one was hurt. At least this wasn’t road rage like I’ve encountered in the past, which you can see here.
We had some crazy and violent storms yesterday (Wednesday). My lights at work kept flickering. At first, I ignored it. But the flickering wouldn’t give up. So I got off my ass to venture to a room with windows. WHOA. It looked 10pm when it was really only 3pm. It was so dark outside. The crazy thing was that it was beautiful earlier with sunshine and warmth. Then BAMM – all dark with thick heavy dark clouds looming above. It was as if I was working the night shift! I went straight to my computer and checked the weather. The weather dudes claimed a tornado warning for the entire Washington DC region. A tornado was confirmed, but outside of my local area. The power went out in many areas, and unfortunately, some of my friends STILL have no power. I was one of the lucky ones to have power on still at my apartment, but it would have been nice to not have power. Why? So I can actually RESIST THE DAMN computer and just light up a candle and start chanting yoga mantras and freak out everyone in my building.
The storm blacked out many traffic signals, which ruffled my feathers again about DC driving. Remember back then I talked about a “Hot Shot Butthole” on the road? That was nothing compared to this morning. When traffic signals are blacked out, it is common sense that it automatically means a stop sign for all directions at the intersection. Well, to many DCians, such rule doesn’t exist. This morning, on my way to work, I was stuck at an intersection with blacked out traffic signals. I sat at the intersection for at least three minutes, and not one car would stop to let me cross over. What, does my car stink or something? So finally I turned on the brave part of my soul, pressed my hand on the horn and slowly crossed the intersection. Midway through, cars going south would still not stop! I was so scared I’d get rammed and die, but what did I expect to do, stay there all day?! No. So I continued to honk and slowly maneuvered my way through, but I still could not get through. Finally, I started acting like a butthole, cursing with an angry face and giving my finger to the people who wouldn’t stop. Guess what? It worked. People stopped and let me through.
Now, just how sad is it that I have to give people my finger just to get through? Does it really take cursing to share the road around here during blackouts?
Sad. Very sad. At any rate, I’m still in one piece, and that intersection is still out of power, after 24 hours.
Dear Mr. Hot-Shot driver with a stick up your ass,
It would have only taken 10 seconds to let me slide in front of you in your lane so I could make the upcoming left turn. But no, OH MY GOD, 10 seconds was going to really ruin your day. Instead of being a sweetheart, you decided to BE A BUTTHOLE and not let me in front of you. So did the car behind you, and the one behind them. But, who cares about the cars behind you, because it’s you who started all this. As a result of your EGO BIG AS THE UNIVERSE, I had to make a detour by going straight instead of making my left turn. This detour resulted in 15 minutes of waste, because I had to deal with bumper to bumper to the next intersection that enabled a left turn. Thanks a lot. Despite being pissed off at you for a moment, I was laughing because it’s not like you get a million bucks for being cocky. Really, what’s the point?
Seriously, today is beautiful – the sun is out and about, the trees are sprouting leaves, and Spring is around the corner – yet, people like you want to screw one another with road rage. Why? Does it actually feed an ego to not let one in front of them to make a simple left turn? Or maybe you just have a major case of diarrhea coming on, and you just had to HURRY HOME to let it all out. In that case, I hope you had to clean your toilet afterwards. Don’t forget to buy the bleach kind of cleaner.
Sincerely,
Your fellow commuter.
Even though Washington DC is ranked the 5th worst road rage in America, road rage is still a major issue across the nation. Miami is the first. Even San Francisco, the city I highly speak of, is 10th on the list. My advice is to just not give in. Don’t give anyone your finger. Just take a deep breath, laugh, and think they have MAJOR DIARRHEA COMING ON and let them go!
