WARNING: NEW SIGNS AHEAD
The quagmire that is Northern Virginia’s road system trapped a Maryland driver who had just dropped her husband off at Washington Dulles International Airport.
She normally didn’t dare venture into Northern Virginia without her GPS, but she’d done the Dulles trip so many times that it was a no-brainer.
Not this time. Approaching the exit for the Beltway, she started to veer right when she saw a sign for the northbound exit directing her straight.
“That’s funny,” she thought. “I could have sworn I usually exit here.”
The trusting driver continued on. And on. And on. Turns out the northbound exit wasn’t open yet, even though the signs had been changed directing drivers to a blocked-off ramp.
The Maryland woman then had to continue on to Arlington — mumbling angrily to herself the whole way — before she was able to turn around.
She has not crossed the Potomac since.
NEW OLYMPIC EVENT: COMPETITIVE TV
An Arlington couple settled in for an evening of Olympic viewing. Up first, men’s synchronized diving — complete with British heartthrob Tom Daley.
“Divers definitely have the best bodies,” the wife mused. The husband rolled his eyes.
“I’m just waiting for beach volleyball,” he countered. As the coverage rolled, it was time for the husband to get his wish. But unlike in Olympics past, the women of beach volleyball weren’t wearing their typical bikinis — they were donning pants and long sleeves to combat the brisk London evening.
“This is totally unfair,” the husband frowned. “What is this?!”
The wife shrugged, “What can you do?” as the television switched back to the aquatic center.
IN HOT PURSUIT
A motorcyclist and a taxi driver made a smattering of tourists believe they were visiting New York, and not the District, on a recent afternoon.
The biker, angered when the taxi encroached on his space at the intersection of 15th Street and Pennsylvania Avenue NW, pulled alongside the cab and began hurling expletives toward its driver. But this wasn’t a curse-and-run incident.
It was a curse-and-curse-and-curse, as the motorcyclist began to follow the cab, pursuing the taxi until they reached New York Avenue NW.
No word on what the taxi’s passengers thought of all the commotion, but the tourists were amused.
GETTING THE LAST LAUGH
A driver in downtown Bethesda was irked during his morning commute by yet another highway construction flagman delaying him with a “Stop” sign along Wisconsin Avenue NW.
The driver’s attitude brightened, however, when the flagman eventually turned his sign to “Slow,” allowing him to proceed.
Above “Slow” someone had printed “I’m.” The flagman clearly wasn’t in on the joke and appeared confused by the motorist’s uproarious laughter as he drove by.
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