The story goes something like this. I'm driving up I-87 (the northway) to go home from work yesterday. The Northway starts at Western Ave (which is where I park my car) That exit is obviously exit 1, I live at exit 8. On a normal day it takes me about 30 minutes to get from downtown to my car and about 30 minutes to get from my car home on I-87. So yesterday per usual I got in my car and started driving home. The minute I hit the Northway there was traffic and it didn't let up- so around exit 4 my thought was "Damn it someone better be fucking dead up there or I am gonna be fucking pissed off" and I continued to drive. It seems that when ever anything happens on the Northway (either minor or major) traffic stops for HOURS. Hot and pissed off the maxium speed I reached was about 10 miles per hour. At exit 5 I said to hell with it and figured I would get off at the next exit (6 which goes to Route 9 and by my apartment) as I am switching lanes the traffic clears and on the south side I-87 was a terrible accident- 22 year old guy died as a result of a 21 year old girl taking a flying leap over the median....I started to cry hysterically in the car I felt so bad that I had even thought someone should be dead- I had no idea. I can't escape the thought.

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And I know this feeling of saying/thinking the wrong thing...

In your case, while I would feel better knowing there was a real problem ahead, I would still be very pissed off at the number of people who insist on rubber-necking during rush-hour traffic. People please, it's not your daughter out there, you can't do anything to help, just go by at a normal speed and mind your own damn business!

Hope that makes you feel better.

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Originally posted by Observer:
People please, it's not your daughter out there, you can't do anything to help, just go by at a normal speed and mind your own damn business!

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Hey you never know...
On the daughter part, can't relate.. But on the you can't help part, not true.
My father stopped at a flipped car once..
He got the people out of the car... Which was also dripping gas and coulda blown at any time. You never know, he might have saved their lives..

There is at least one accident every day on the Dual Carriageway near my house, people are used to them being there but they still go into snail mode and stare.

I mean i really feel like shouting at these people to just get it over with so the rest of us sane people can get where we're going.

I bet the last thought going through that persons mind was "oh crap i didnt mean to hurt someone else" that'll teach em to go jump off a bridge then wont it!

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