Traffic Light

If I could be the only person on the road driving when I do my errands I would be a happy person. Granted I am not the best driver but every day people prove to me that I am definitely not the worse. One of my pet peeves about driving is people who are first in line at a red traffic light. I feel it is your duty to pay attention if you find yourself in this position.

There has been many times I have not been able to go through an intersection due to some moron in front of me who has failed to notice the light turn green. There are number of reasons I have noticed for this to happen. I have seen people rummage through their purse, texting on their phone, applying makeup, or getting that must last sip of coke that you got from the gas station because you just need to get a sip RIGHT NOW. What is more frustrating is when they do notice the light and it is on yellow and they proceed to make the turn or go straight leaving all the cars behind in the fumes of your vehicle. If you don’t have the good sense to pay attention then stop passing me on the road to where I have to slam my breaks so you can get to the next light first only to find it has turn red. To which this I do get inside glee and I will yell “Where did that get you $#&$&, you passed me for what, to get to a red light 3 seconds before me. How is that working for ya?”

But they do get me back for they will then fail to pay attention when it does turn green leaving us all fuming at yet another idiot on the road among us. Yeah road rage is alive and kicking in North Carolina and I am sure all over . If you see you are approaching a light that is red pay attention because sooner or later you will be behind someone just like you and it will be your turn to yell as they leave you in the dust.

Maybe I should start biking.

Waffle House- Keep Your Hands To Yourself


In in the 90’ties my family and I lived in Virginia. There was a Waffle House that was on the same property as the apartments. My husband and I soon made ourselves known there and when we walked in, they knew our order.

The business had a jukebox and one of the songs I liked to play was “ Keep Your Hands To Yourself” by Georgia Satellites. I enjoyed the song so much I would put in a dollar worth of quarters to play the song on a loop when I ate there. Granted I knew this was not the best song in the world but I loved it. The staff however did not like my constant playing of this song and I am sure they groaned when they saw me walking toward them through the tinted windows.

I am not sure what draws us to certain songs that make us want to hear it all the time. I’m  especially not sure why this song gets me smiling and singing loudly but badly but it does.  My husband on the other hand kept telling me to not play it so often but I kept on. One day we walked to the Waffle House to get some food. Entering the store, my husband went to sit down at our regular place while I sashayed over to the jukebox with quarters in my hand. I knew the number that this song was attached to but when I heard the first song it was a different tune. Not being deterred I went from the first page to the last trying to find my song. I didn’t find it. I checked again and yet again and still did not find the song. Being confused I turned to look up at my husband and that is when I noticed the entire staff of the Waffle House looking at me with some evil grins on their faces as some giggled out loud. Apparently they had removed the song from the jukebox so I would not be able to play the song. My husband thought it was hilarious and sided with them. The record was never put back there as long as I was in this complex

However, when I hear this song I smile and sing along with the lyrics and it brings me good memories. For me that is a win.

The Musings of A New Englander