We're not exactly in a blizzard situation; but snow was falling, the backroads were somewhat slick and people were driving about 5-10 mph below the limit. Even with that, I zipped right along, on schedule, and made it to the general vicinity of my job at the same time I do every other good driving day.
Then, I hit the bottleneck. It took me 20 minutes to get through one stinking stop light. I could see my building from where I was sitting; so close, but yet so far. Man I hate that. Luckily, I got into my cube and logged in to our timesheet system with one minute to spare.
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