Ultimate “Late” Excuse: 9-Day, 62-Mile Chinese Traffic Jam

Despite all the roaming lunatics and anticipated New York City subway delays, I must admit to having few complaints about my commute to work. Due to my odd hours, I skip the insanity that is rush hour and can either enjoy my 30 minute ride by reading, staring at weird people, etc.
Even on my worst days, nothing can be more nightmare-ish than the Chinese nine-day, 62-mile traffic jam near Beijing. Could you imagine if it took you 9 days to get to work? There had to be at least one person who overslept their alarm clock, missed a shower, and didn’t have to grab a breakfast bar (let’s pretend the Chinese are just like us). Talk about a case of the Mondays.
Heck, my vacation this past week wasn’t even nine days. Could you imagine if the drivers of the cargo lorries had to use all of their vacation days on traffic? At that rate, they might as well put in their two weeks notice and walked home.
Here’s my final thoughts on the situation: America can’t pay back its near $1-trillion debt to China, so we hired someone to implant road rage in the Chinese culture to distract them.











