Essay- Enc 1101
Bumper to Bumper
Here I am captured in this irritating street where all I can do is listen to music and look at Facebook. I am waiting for cars to start moving and continue with their destination. Little do I know that ahead of me is a two hour traffic. I am already tired, bored, and furious. I cannot believe I took this road home instead of my usual route. Why do I have to try new things? I should stick to what I know. While I sit in the drivers’ sit I am still wondering why I had the bright idea of taking a new way home, a way that I had little knowledge of.
Being stuck in traffic is not a fun thing to do, nor do I wish this upon anyone. It is one of the most annoying and frustrating things for me. July 4th of 2009 is one day I will never forget. The night before my friend and I had gone to a party, I decided to spend the night at her house. The next day in the morning was July 4th. I woke up half asleep. Then we had a nice breakfast that her grandfather had cooked for us. It was delicious too. Little after, I decided to drive home because my family was expecting me for out typical Fourth of July barbeque. When I got to my car I thought to myself, “I think I’m going to take Anderson Street home”. It was a brand new road and I knew it would take me home. I wanted to check out the new street, see what new shops they had built, and what restaurants were around Anderson Street.
My GPS says “make a right at 2.5 miles to Anderson Street”. As I approached to Anderson Street I saw a 1 mile long road filled with cars bumper to bumper and a parade passing by. The fourth of July parade, one of the longest parades ever. Great!!! I thought to myself. There was no turning back, the roads had been blocked. I desperately needed to get out, but I was stock bumper to bumper with no way out. How did I not know nor did I not hear about this parade on Anderson Street? Why didn’t anyone inform me of this event? Now, I am sitting here stuck wasting time listening to
Here I am captured in this irritating street where all I can do is listen to music and look at Facebook. I am waiting for cars to start moving and continue with their destination. Little do I know that ahead of me is a two hour traffic. I am already tired, bored, and furious. I cannot believe I took this road home instead of my usual route. Why do I have to try new things? I should stick to what I know. While I sit in the drivers’ sit I am still wondering why I had the bright idea of taking a new way home, a way that I had little knowledge of.
Being stuck in traffic is not a fun thing to do, nor do I wish this upon anyone. It is one of the most annoying and frustrating things for me. July 4th of 2009 is one day I will never forget. The night before my friend and I had gone to a party, I decided to spend the night at her house. The next day in the morning was July 4th. I woke up half asleep. Then we had a nice breakfast that her grandfather had cooked for us. It was delicious too. Little after, I decided to drive home because my family was expecting me for out typical Fourth of July barbeque. When I got to my car I thought to myself, “I think I’m going to take Anderson Street home”. It was a brand new road and I knew it would take me home. I wanted to check out the new street, see what new shops they had built, and what restaurants were around Anderson Street.
My GPS says “make a right at 2.5 miles to Anderson Street”. As I approached to Anderson Street I saw a 1 mile long road filled with cars bumper to bumper and a parade passing by. The fourth of July parade, one of the longest parades ever. Great!!! I thought to myself. There was no turning back, the roads had been blocked. I desperately needed to get out, but I was stock bumper to bumper with no way out. How did I not know nor did I not hear about this parade on Anderson Street? Why didn’t anyone inform me of this event? Now, I am sitting here stuck wasting time listening to