I don't know if it is me or a stop light is out to get me, you decide.
How could that be you ask, it's a light?
Hear me out.
I've worked and drove up to the light for over three years. I can count on one hand how many times it has been green, as I pass it. Do the math, tell me the light isn't out to get me. That's twice a day, 5 to 6 days a week, for three years.
Here is what I imagine when I come around a curve, it sees me then says, "Yes... here he comes..!" then turns red. On top of that, I
Published on January 13, 2017 16:00