I was born and raised in Connecticut.
Although we’ve had a relatively mild winter in New England this year, we are used to significant snowstorms.
Some years we are hit with multiple blizzards. Some years we only get a couple inches here and there.
A couple days ago, we had a near blizzard here. About a foot and a half of snow fell in twelve hours.
The kids had a snow day, swim practice was cancelled, most businesses were closed, and we didn’t leave the house.
But if I was forced to drive somewhere in an emergency, I would have been okay.
I’m used to driving in a snow, it doesn’t bother me, and I have a big-ass Suburban that has four wheel drive.
That being said, having a large, heavy car with four wheel drive doesn’t mean I can drive like a complete moron.
Unfortunately, the other five million people in CT driving SUVs apparently aren’t all aware of that.
Yesterday I went to a swim meet with Number 3 and 4. It was about a 50 minute drive from our house.
A small snowstorm was supposed to come through the area last night.
It started snowing as we left the meet at 9:30 last night.
By the time we were about 20 minutes down the road, the snow was coming down steadily and it was starting to stick. It wasn’t treacherous or anything, but the roads weren’t dry, snow was accumulating a little bit, and it was getting slick in some spots.
As we were driving down 84, there was a truck in front of us treating the roads. It was driving in the middle of the left two lanes so the salt covered both of them. He was probably driving about 40 miles an hour. The speed limit was 65 mph. So if you were behind him you had to drive pretty slowly.
It was late and I wanted to get home, but I wasn’t in a major hurry to get anywhere.
I happily drove slowly and stayed behind the truck, especially since he was treating the roads. It was the safest place to be, for sure.
Other people, though, were apparently facing life or death emergencies. There were at least a dozen drivers who must have had women in the car who were about to give birth, passengers who were bleeding out from gunshot wounds, in the midst of massive heart attacks, and suffocating due to obstructed airways.
I can’t tell you how many people were driving like complete idiots, weaving in and out of traffic to get past that truck at all costs.
It was unbelievable.
When you are first learning to drive and your parents tell you it’s not you they are nervous about on the roads, it’s the other people, well…
If they had seen what I saw last night, no teenagers anywhere would be allowed on the road. Ever.
Last night as I was driving, I realized something.
They don’t tell people to stay off the roads during snowstorms just because they are too dangerous to drive on.
They tell people to stay off the road during snowstorms because they drive like total assholes.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?????
We are getting another storm here tomorrow. They are predicting anywhere between one and ten inches of snow, depending on what part of the state you live in.
I’m supposed to be driving to another swim meet tomorrow. I’m not nervous to drive in the snow if the meet doesn’t get cancelled.
But I am nervous to drive among the multitude of douchebags who were on the road last night.
If you are driving in the snow tomorrow or during any other snowstorm in the future, do me a favor.
Pull your head out of your ass.
Don’t be stupid.
Remember that the possession of an SUV and 4 wheel drive does not make you impervious to the elements.
And one more thing.
SLOW THE FUCK DOWN.
If you can’t do those things, then do us all a favor,
Stay home and go sledding.
You can go as fast as you want then, and when you have an epic crash, the only person you’re gonna hurt is yourself.