Myrtle Beach Pic of the Week
You know the feeling. You're sitting at an interminably long red light, and at the back end of an endless line for the left-hand turn lane. Of course, you're in a hurry. And as you wait, you hastily count the number of cars ahead of you to see if you have a snowball's chance in Hell of making it through in one shot once the light goes green.
Cue the green, and the line starts moving. Never fast enough for your liking, of course, because you're in a hurry. You're stuck behind the overloaded landscaping trailer moving 0.00025 miles per hour through the yellow light, and in your fit of impatience you let it fly.
Not your standard-issue F-bomb, or any of the other six words George Carlin always reminded us you can't say on TV. Worse - that three-word phrase that immediately has you cringing toward the sky the millisecond it comes out of your mouth, waiting for the lightning bolt.
Miraculously, you make it through the light. You look back to the sky and offer a sheepish "Thanks," and "Sorry." And that's pretty much the end of it.
Or so I thought. Not two seconds after this scenario played out for me earlier today, I spotted a new message on a rolling billboard, along the north side of Hwy. 501:
"Keep using my name in vain, I'll make rush hour longer." - God
Point taken.
A moment later I'm heading south on Hwy. 31, and as if to acknowledge my contrition, I'm greeted by this:
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3414/3180842861_070393036a.jpg
Not a bad shot from a camera phone. But not a smart move when you're driving. Of course, someone upstairs saw fit to remind me of that.
I was 10 minutes late.
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