Need for Speed
I feel the need …… The need for speed.
We all need to work. Its near impossible to go thru life without working. It really does not matter if you are born blessed to a luxurious life or just plain lucky. There was this show that was related to me by a friend. It was about this 16 yr old brat, who has a luxurious life, and I mean like really luxurious, but was whining away about being adopted. It seems like the brat just wouldn’t count the blessings heaped on.
I know you probably think that it does not make up for being adopted but think about the rest of the people out there who were adopted over and over again, or those abused by their adopted parents, or those who have neither or those who have nothing.
Well this is actually digressing from what I am actually supposed to be talking about. What I wanted to highlight here is the rat race. Not that in the work place but the rat race to get to the rat race. I am talking about the highways.
Driving or riding to work seems to be more hazardous these days than it used to be. Its almost impossible to take a drive without seeing some form of mis-adventure. These would include anything from skids, to impacts, to plain ignorance. Thus far I’ve managed to avoid getting into any real accident, However I would no
t be surprised if I were to get into one at any point of time.
Bikers pose a major threat to themselves as well as other users. They seem to be even more of a danger to their own lives at most times. I bike to work daily and even I can’t stand these people. They over take on the wrong side, they tail gate, they speed when they shouldn’t, and they put me in danger.
Drivers are just as bad, worse possibly. They couldn’t bother if there was space to cut in, or if there was an on-coming vehicle, and worse still, they don’t bother to signal when trying to cut in. I would certainly like to relate every single incident where I was put in harms way via their actions but that would take daily updates and time, neither of which I have much privilege of.
In any case this is me just lamenting on me being unfortunate to be a billionaire, who could lounge at home and not have to go to work. I’ll have work come to me instead.
Oh well I’ll keep dreaming for now and hopefully something good will come out of this.
