Don't you want to live here?

Imagine waking up at 6:00AM. Not so bad if you were in bed by the planned 9:30pm. Unfortunately, bed time occurred at 12:30AM. So you manage to leave the house by 6:20AM, and when you're in the HOV lane all the cars come to a hault. (Mind you, we are in the Houston HOV lane in which you can only enter and exit at certain locations). You do the right thing and inform your boss that you will probably be running a little late. Not such a bad thing since you get to turn off your engine and sleep for about another 45 minutes in a locked lane.

Now picture jokingly telling your mom, "Wow, this would be great if it happened again tomorrow because you would get to sleep another extra 45 minutes." What are the odds?

It is now the next day. Same scenerio except before you get to the HOV entrance, traffic is backed up, and YOU ARE NOT MOVING at all. It is 7:00AM, and you think to yourself, "Man, I should call my boss and let her know that you may come in a little bit late as well." As Houston traffic completely is irritating, I sit in the car for another hour before I even get into the HOV entrance ramp (at which point, you now need 3 passengers in the vehicle). Well, I did call in and tell my boss I was going to be late again because of FLASHING SIGNALS at I-10 and HWY 6. BLAH. I did get to sleep for another hour in the car while Mom drove, but I DO NOT LIKE HAVING TO CALL MY BOSS AND TELLING THEM I AM STUCK IN TRAFFIC YET AGAIN.

Moral of the Story: I absolutely abhor Houston traffic.