this is why i steal hazardous obsticales

Here i was sitting in my car on the way to class, just driving and zoning out like usual. 55 is not the most exciting highway so here and there i tend to drift in and out of conscienceness. Dreaming about what i'm gonna eat for lunch, when my next schematic is due or why i picked out my current outfit usually takes about 5 min. of my thought process each morning.

But there are somethings that jolt you back to reality. For example: a orange hazard sign reading "TURN OFF CELL PHONE" placed on the merging ramp onto 55.

At first i wasnt sure if it read what i thought it read. So i did a double-take, and as a matter of fact, it did indeed.

My instint reaction was of defense. "Who the hell are you to tell me to turn off my cell phone," i raged in my head. This sign had no authority to tell me to do such an action.

But then i thought, "Maybe they're doing something electrical and need me to turn it off, so something doesnt blow up". But wouldnt they tell you that in the news, if they were doing something that dangerous?

Questions kept running through my mind about the damn sign. I was so shooken up by this one little 16X16 sign. I kept thinking that the government is getting a little power hungry, since we are now being told to turn off our cell phone.



A little later down the road another orange hazardous sign read "END BLASTING ZONE".
Boy did i feel stupid.