On work and traffic and such
Reflection by ~Beboots on deviantART
So I got home from work this evening to discover that I have recieved a photo radar speeding ticket in the mail. D: It happened on the Anthony Henday, on the last day of May, and the fine is doubled because it was a construciton zone. The limit was 60km/h, and I was going 79km/h.
Now, I can explain, officer. First of all, that was the first or second day that I had ever driven on that highway; I was unfamiliar with the whole area. Second of all, I'm pretty sure that I was merging at the time, which means that I was speeding up to the speed of the rest of the traffic flow so I wouldn't cause an accident. Thirdly... the Anthony Henday is normally max 80km/h. I'm under the limit, under normal conditions. Construction zones are stupid.
I have no problem going 50km/h, or even 30km/h, if there are workers in the area. BUT this construction zone is a two km stretch of road, with green pastures to either side, and about 500m of actual construction at the very end, often in the form of trucks and big cats moving dirt around about twenty feet off to the side of the road. They're building an overpass, and haven't touched the pavement we drive on. There is no need to make the entire thing a construction zone. Seriously.
Maybe I'm a bit bitter. I'm going to pay the bill ($241) without complaints or excuses (that's reserved for here). Charnelle (my carpool buddy) and I were planning on writing a letter to the editor on the subject of construction in Edmonton anyway - about how it's physically impossible to commute from St.Albert to Edmonton and back without running into loads of construction (along FIVE separate routes, all receiving high traffic at all hours of the day). They couldn't have planned this out any better...?
I think that Charnelle has my sympathy - she got a ticket as well, in her car. But then again, she was going like 85 km/h on the same stretch. The police are really cracking down.
Also, work is still awesome. :) Today at work I did an evening booking, for something called Murder Mysteries. I think that they do different verisons on each street (it would be so cool to see it at the actual Fort). It's essentially a group of actors in costume that host a party (the one that I worked was at the Johnny J. Jones Midway in 1926) and there's murder. They serve the guests (who've bought tickets to attend) food and drink (lots of drink, let me tell you) and they have to figure out who the murderer is by asking questions to people in costume.
Now, I was just running the carousel with Sasha for an hour, but since I was in costume, people asked me questions. I was in-character, but all I said was stuff to the effect of "Oh, I'm just green help" (i.e.: newly hired carnie), and sometimes I would add "And let me tell you, what with all of this drama, I'm not sure I'll hang about." It was fun. :)
Also, people who are tipsy enjoy the carousel even more. Seriously. Children of all ages.