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Here Comes the Rain Again

Cars are shinier, roads are slicker, and the IQ of every ass hat driver drops by half.

Tell me California natives, what is it about precipitation that falls from the sky that freaks you out? It took me an hour to get to work today when normally it takes me 20 minutes.

20 minutes. Today, an hour.

There were no incidents on the road (Jebus must have been watching over you), just lots of brake lights. Oh nothing warms my soul more than the glare of the red beaming into my eyes because you think your Honda Accord is going to get a mind of its own all of a sudden and flip out because you drove through a rain puddle.

Okay, maybe I should stop with the bitching and use this to my advantage. It’s pretty much a given that everyone knows that Californian’s can’t handle rain. So when I strolled in today at work an hour late, my boss was sympathetic.

“Oh those drivers!”

I should have taken my time. Got another hour of sleep. Stroll in two hours late with a fake scowl on my face.

“Oh those drivers!”

I used to think it was only the California drivers….however, now that I live in Southern Arizona, it seems the same here too. I guess I can forgive them somewhat, since when it rains in Southern AZ during monsoon season the resulting flooding is a bit of an excuse. Driving through a foot of water because the drains have clogged is not conducive to driving at speeds above a few miles per hour — at least not for long! And then there are those rushing waters that come pouring over the road from a wash that has sat empty and dry for months. It is a bit disconcerting to find a torrent of water 2 feet high headed toward your car. Well…that said…maybe it is only the Calif drivers?

Its only the California drivers.