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I went with my daughter to get new glasses for her (i.e., to pay for them).  The woman suggested anti-glare coating "for driving at night and in the rain".  I waffled, saying that I had it on my glasses but something seemed to be going wrong.  She looked at them.  "Oh, yes," she said cheerily,  "That's the older sort. They muck up."  "But I've only had them for two years?"  "Yes, that's about the lifespan.  But they have this new protection that's much, much better. It's..."  It's an extra $130.  The old sort, which they're still selling, is $70 extra.  My daughter doesn't drive that much, her eyes are younger and more adaptable, and so, no thanks.  But now I'm pissed.  I thought I'd been too careless about cleaning, but it turns out, no, that extra cost also had a built-in accelerated replacement requirement.

Last night I picked up my son from the last session of his summer classes at Salem State College.  On the way home (driving at night, in the rain, with mucked-up lenses, yeah), I was trying to pass some cars in the center lane.  Unfortunately, the car ahead of me in the passing lane was not cooperating. It was being driven at erratic speeds, sometimes up to 75 mph, then drifting down to nearly 60 for a while, then speeding up again.  Other cars were passing us by dropping into the right-hand lane and swerving around us all, but, eh, that's not the way to do it.  I wasn't being pushy, I wasn't tailgating (which (1) I don't do, and (2) would have been exceptionally stupid given the erratic speeds),  I just waited, and eventually the car did pull enough ahead of the center cars to move into that lane itself.  As we passed, my son looked over and saw that the driver was talking on a cellphone and had a GPS screen lit up on the visor.

I'm generally at least somewhat sympathetic to people trying to find their way through the convoluted road system in and around Boston. Especially at night.  Especially in the rain.  But dammit, that's not what the left lane of 128 is for.   



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Aug. 13th, 2009 03:45 pm (UTC)

Heh heh 128, don't miss it a bit. Brighton to Norwood to pick up a girl I was dating was no fun, and no, she wasn't worth it.
Aug. 13th, 2009 08:14 pm (UTC)
Most of the time I don't mind it, but that's because I've learned to travel at off hours. Rush hour? Ugh. Four lanes (eight if you count both directions) of stop & go traffic and mean, angry drivers. :-P
Aug. 13th, 2009 08:22 pm (UTC)

I miss them so ! NOT.
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