The final bell rings, and after a long day of having your nose to the grindstone, you decide to treat yourself to a sweet snack from the famous Crumbl Cookies. You start your descent down James Madison Drive and narrowly miss hitting the freshmen who think they’d win in a fight against your car. As kids continue to walk by, uncaring of your desire to turn left onto Windover, you sit at the crossroads forever before finally commencing your turn. Mere seconds later, you are faced with Nutley Street, once more having to wait for pedestrians and fight with the cars streaming out of Wawa.
Finally, you make it onto Nutley and have to sit at the stoplight for what feels like eternity. Eventually, it turns green, but you don’t even make it through the intersection. You sit there for what must be hours, just dreaming about your Crumbl cookie, as more people walk by. You make it onto Maple Avenue, thinking the hard part is done, but the war has only just begun. Cars are swerving in and out of the narrow Vienna lanes as you hope and pray you don’t get side swiped. The car in front of you tries to swerve into the center lane without using a blinker, but horribly misses and blocks the left lane.
After expertly navigating the battleground that is Maple, you decide to try the backroads and make it to Courthouse Road. Despite the light being green, you can’t go anywhere because the next light is red, and people are blocking the intersection. Other drivers start to honk at you, even though there is nowhere to go and all you can do is sit and wait your turn. Finally, you are able to turn right, and Crumbl feels so close, yet also so far away. As you approach the stop sign at Locust, you watch as cars blow through the stop sign, despite it being within sight of the police station…