MORNING COMMUTE

Like many of the other lucky people to live in Durham and work in Chapel Hill, my commute in the mornings involves Highway 54 and ranges from 15-20 minutes barring any accidents.  I've driven the same way for over 6 years.  (please fix the potholes on Bowles Drive)

It seems like every day I have commute friends, people who travel the same roads, going the seemingly same direction at the same time as I do.  These people are recognizable by their license plates, the stickers on their car or just the general randomness of the color of their vehicle.  This morning, I got to see my 1SHADDAI friend, who has a souped up Jeep with Little Gym stickers.  I got stuck behind that one on the exit ramp to 54.  Yesterday, I remember seeing the GOZIPS car, complete with their Akron University sticker (these people actually live in my neighborhood).  Then there is the Pilot with those stupid little people stickers, that indicate how many people and pets are in their family.  I think those stickers suck.  She drives pretty damn fast too, so I guess she's always late like me.  Either way, it makes me wonder if they have their own commute friends or if I am just weird and insanely bored enough on my ride into Chapel Hill that I stare at other people's cars.

Then, of course, there is my morning radio station.  Which really turns into my whole-day radio station, given my laziness to change the station.  This results in me listening to Adele's Someone Like You about 10 times per day.  But since G105 doesn't play music in the morning, I get to listen to "Bob and the Showgram."  Bob is apparently an a$$hole who runs people off the show, but he makes me laugh.  Kentucky Kristin has skipped town and the new girl just doesn't really do it for me.  I can deal with that, but then they got rid of Weird Creepy Jon and that bothers me for some stupid reason.  The oddest part about it is that I don't know these people.  I don't know what they look like.  I am sure that we wouldn't hang out if we met, because they seem pretty backward.  But somehow they are a solid 15 minutes of my day.

I think tomorrow I'll take a different route to work and change the station, start my day off all crazy like that.