Driving home from work tonight I swear I was in some sort of commuter horror film.

It begins with me leaving work. I have to drive through a tunnel to reach the main freeway. Right as I drove through the traffic light about to enter the tunnel, some moron doesn’t look when he changes lanes and hits somebody. I was maybe 10 cars behind this but there were already 20 cars behind me and I was stuck. Luckily, they pushed it off to the side of the road within 10 minutes and everybody was able to continue on in their commute without much delay. 

So I begin to drive again and as I reach the end of the tunnel, which was very impacted with cars, I find there was a second accident involving a motorcyclist and the ambulance is there. Two accidents within .25 miles of each other! What the hell!

I finally manage to get out of the damn tunnel to the main freeway. Halfway home some guy merges in front of me, but he is swerving badly. He can’t stay in the lane, he almost sideswiped a van–he was obviously intoxicated. I decided to call him in and dial 911. As I am relating the information to the operator, he drives off before I can finish. Just as I was about to hang-up with the operator I see him off on the left hand side and would you believe it, he had hit someone! I quickly catch the operator, and tell him the guy’s license plate number and that I had just seen him in an accident. She promises the cops are on their way.

Now I am almost home. I get off on my exit and I am sitting at the traffic light waiting to turn. Some guy pulls up next to me, asks if he can get in front of me when the light turns green. I waved yes and as he pulled in front of me IT WAS THE SAME DAMN GUY WHO I HAD JUST CALLED IN FOR DRUNK DRIVING AND GETTING INTO AN ACCIDENT. WHAT THE FUCK.

I stayed as far as away as I could from him because he was still swerving and driving like a drunk person. But I can’t believe my call didn’t do anything, he didn’t get pulled over or arrested. My efforts was for naught.