Enc 1101 Essay

Bumper to Bumper Here I am captured in this irritating street where all I can do is listen to music and look at Facebook. I am waiting for cars to start moving and continue with their destination. Little do I know that ahead of me is a two hour traffic. I am already tired, bored, and furious. I cannot believe I took this road home instead of my usual route. Why do I have to try new things? I should stick to what I know. While I sit in the drivers’ sit I am still wondering why I had the bright idea of taking a new way home, a way that I had little knowledge of.

Being stuck in traffic is not a fun thing to do, nor do I wish this upon anyone. It is one of the most annoying and frustrating things for me. July 4th of 2009 is one day I will never forget. The night before my friend and I had gone to a party, I decided to spend the night at her house. The next day in the morning was July 4th. I woke up half asleep. Then we had a nice breakfast that her grandfather had cooked for us. It was delicious too. Little after, I decided to drive home because my family was expecting me for out typical Fourth of July barbeque.

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When I got to my car I thought to myself, “I think I’m going to take Anderson Street home”. It was a brand new road and I knew it would take me home. I wanted to check out the new street, see what new shops they had built, and what restaurants were around Anderson Street. My GPS says “make a right at 2. 5 miles to Anderson Street”. As I approached to Anderson Street I saw a 1 mile long road filled with cars bumper to bumper and a parade passing by. The fourth of July parade, one of the longest parades ever. Great!!! I thought to myself. There was no turning back, the roads had been blocked.

I desperately needed to get out, but I was stock bumper to bumper with no way out. How did I not know nor did I not hear about this parade on Anderson Street? Why didn’t anyone inform me of this event? Now, I am sitting here stuck wasting time listening to music and looking at Facebook. Instead, I should be with my family celebrating our Independence Day and tanning by our pool drinking a nice cold Pina Colada. Meanwhile, I thought about updating my Facebook status. Maybe, just maybe someone knew this Ander Street better than me. So I asked… “Does ANYONE know a secrete pathway out of Anderson street”?

I asked. I am stock because of the parade and I need a way out as soon as possible. The last thing I wanted was to sit in this traffic. No way, I refuse to wait hours until the parade is over. That was the least of the ways that I wanted to spend my July 4th holiday. Couple of minutes went by and I heard a door bell, yes! I knew this was a notification from Facebook notifying me that someone wrote back to my status. My friend Monica replied “try to find Little Street and make a left, when you come up to San Diego Rd make another left, and you’ll be out there is no time”.

I was excited to hear that there was a way out of this bumper to bumper traffic. I thought to myself; wait a minute, where is Little Street and how I am going to drive there? Finally, some traffic started to move a couple of feet up. The largest floats had already gone by. Not too far ahead I saw Little Street; I knew this is was it! This was my time to shine and get out of this congestion. I was eager to find my way out of this mess pronto. Slowly but surely, I made my way out to Little Street. Then I made the left just like Monica said to do. Then I made another left on San Diego Rd. I was the only car on that street.

No one else seemed to know that this street was the way out to victory. I looked back to all the commotion happening behind me and I couldn’t be happier. Eventually, I was out of this bumper to bumper traffic that I couldn’t stand one more second. Those thirty minutes I was there stuck watching the parade go by seemed longer than what it really was. Later, I wrote back to Monica’s message and thanked her so much for getting me out of that irritating mess. I also told her she was a genius. End results, this is what happens when you try new things. Sometimes you should stick to what you know. This was a well lesson learned for me.