Road works are after me!!!!! [:O
Road works are after me! I'm sure there's a conspiracy to annoy me and turn me into another Delmorpha clone! I drive to Preston from Lytham every day and there is road works on Blackpool road where it splits into two where one goes to the docks. They have been there since I started my job at the start of September and every day I've see the sign saying Delays possible till Nov 2007
. Now today, 3 days till Nov what do I see? The sign has now changed to Dec!!!! SWEET BEJESUS WEPT!!! What a bitch! Almost there then suddenly EXTENDED!
If that isn't enough one day driving to work in the morning though Dock road junction in Lytham all fine and OK. Coming back from work what do I find? The whole junction area road surface all ripped up, those feaking temporary traffic lights that stay red for 3 days and single lane traffic!!! Only away 8 hours and the road disapears!!!
Think that's bad but wait! It gets worse (!!!). To avoid this I started taking a right at the mini round-about just before it and started going though South park and Forrest drive instead. 2 days into this alternative route AND MORE F*KING ROAD WORKS SUDDENLY APPEAR!!!!!. Half the fricking road missing, single lane, temporary lights! The're just trying to whittle down all my routes to work. There fricking after me. This happened when I used to work in Blackpool as well! Most people it's aliens or secret govenment agencies, with me it's road works!
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I guess that is nothing...
The past few weeks I am convinced road works have been boxing me in. For some reason there was no possible route to my house without requiring going through a long traffic jam due to road works. Obviously they had some money to blow and decided to close most of the major arterial roads for a laugh, I can only guess the councilors all live in the fucking country and don't have to deal with this shit. Fuckers!
PARANOID
Are you sure roadworks are not just there to make us all so tired, irate, pennyless and exhausted that we go home, sit down and never get up again.
Please pass me my tin-foil hat.
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