TYPICALLY: it takes me 40 minutes to drive from our camp of the Golden Lotus to my home after midnight. Even with a stop off and drop off in Fullerton, it shouldn’t have been more than an hour. I left Fullerton at 1:15 am. Tonight I learned the true horrors that can occur on an L.A. freeway… and this wasn’t even L.A.
A tractor trailer overturned at Carmenita Dr in Norwalk. The truck dumped several gallons of toxic and dangerous goo all over the north-bound highway. It took me three hours to drive 1.5 miles. Once I finally got to the Carmenita exit 4 lanes of traffic were being merged off the freeway to discover the twilight joys of Norwalk, California.
The horror of this was the amount of drink I’d bought in Fullerton to keep myself awake and the 2 hours of teeth-clenching traffic jam I sat thru, praying that there was a rest room at the first exit after the traffic. Actually once dumped onto the detour of streets I discovered that there was in fact no rest room at the first gas station. More properly, “I don’ have that key to give out.”
I’d like to add to my personal 8th circle of hell (the one where the damned is immersed in excrement) People who lie about restroom availability to those obviously in need of one.
Well, the time is now 5am. I need to be awake in 4 hrs to prep for todays ritual work. At least it’s not like anyone important might be there… oh yeah…. right.. I forgot…
Grymble,, zzznzz… mrowr
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I’d have relieved myself in the middle of his gas station.
Or maybe just threatened to first.
Bastard.
Bah.
Stupid pee nazis. I once peed on the cathedral of learning for that very reason. Some damn rent-a-cop wouldn’t let me in after 11 pm without a Pitt ID, despite the fact that I had a Pitt student with me. So I peed on the outside of the building since they wouldn’t allow me to pee inside the building. Bastards!
There have been times I’ve actually had to go down into the bushes on the side of the freeway to relieve my bladder. Gak. SoCal traffic sucks
oh Andrei!
I’m at an Internet cafe reading this and just had to say, what a horrible ordeal. I’m sorry you had such an unrewarding evening after you left my place. Very sucky. I would’ve dropped trou’ in the middle of the station as well, pee nazi indeed!
We got stuck in that same cluster-fuck last night. I too had a very full bladder. I finally couldn’t take it anymore so I got out of the car and peed on the side of the road, right in front of god and everyone. It was fun! Then I pulled down my shorts and mooned all the other drivers.
I was fortunate to not be driving and to have people to talk to during the several hours of hell. Sorry your experience was solo.
Ugh. How irritating!
But at least, as a guy, you can solve the problem via bushes (or the middle of the gas station 🙂 ) without too much unpleasantness if you really really have to. It’s harder when you need to half-undress, squat, and use paper that you’re probably not carrying…