One morning in 2009 trying to get to my birth mother’s house (and say goodbye to my nieces) before I am due to leave for my adoptive mother’s house 2 states over.
I live in Florida, where they typically give you lavish amounts of room for turn lanes.
She lives in New Jersey, home of jughandles, gas pump attendants, and other such hopelessly confusing highway relics. And where space is at much more of a premium, natch.
Plan to make a right hand turn at a light-the turn lane, which, such as it is, is only 20 feet long. Here, they are often 100 feet long, if not longer. I see a thin solid white line delineating the right hand median, am waiting at the light, note I am only like 10 feet from where the right turn lane starts, figure what the hey, and pull in, stop on red, and go.
Only then seeing the cop parked in the nearby business parking lot.
Sonofafucking bitch (snot nosed rookie too) must have had his eyes light up a very nice and shiny shade of green when he saw my out of state plates. And had the utter gall to say to me that his main interest there was “safety.” I was tempted to say, that if that were true, he’d be parked on the nearby interstate ticketing tailgaters left and right, instead of cheerfully sipping coffee and munching on donuts while reaching for the lowest hanging fruit imaginable. I mean, we have municipalities in this state which are nothing but revenue grabs (Google “Waldo Florida tickets” and have fun…), so it’s not like I don’t know how the scam works.
At least they could take all of that revenue (well, whatever meager leavings are left over after all of the breakfast repasts, and such, are paid for, of course) and extend the lane another 50 feet…
If I lived there, I would have fought it. I voted “not deserving” even tho technically I was. But here, unless you are one of those who ride in the median for like 3 miles to avoid a traffic jam on the interstate, the cops simply are going to let something like that slide, every time. If one of you anal types out there want to make a semantic issue out of it, I ain’t going to discuss it (to put it politely).
Noticed that they did extend the turn lane back c. 100 feet several years ago, which means that it is now legal to drive where I was. Bastard.