Traffic had become unbelievable lately. Daryl would sometimes eat lunch during the commute, to maintain his stamina. He’d even started packing extra food and water, just in case.
Today the traffic was worse than ever. The clock in the truck didn’t work, and the jam stood locked in place so long that Daryl lost all track of time. Seasons passed. Civilizations had toppled and rebooted. Children had stepped into the shoes of their ancestors. That’s what it felt like to Daryl at least. Forever plus one day. Of course he was overreacting.
It couldn’t have been that long, could it?
PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Roger Bultot
My entry for the Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge, based on the photo prompt above. Curated by the amazing Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
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I was too busy to participate last week, and of course with school starting next week my life will basically be over. Or least significantly occupied by tending the childrens and sitting in traffic.
I always pack extra food and water, just in case.
intrinsickness 
This is so clever!
Thanks for reading and commenting.
We’ve all felt like that at times! Good luck with the school runs.
Thanks. I will be riding my bicycle this year, whenever possible.
I love when I read an interpretation of a photo prompt and think…”I’d have never thought of that”. I moved out of the city a few years ago – and I like to joke to my city friends that I traded traffic for the smell of animal menuer for my commute. 🙂
Love your story!
Thank you. I spent ten years riding my skateboard to work. Now if I have to sit in traffic for more than 5 minutes it feels like forever. I’d much prefer manure over exhaust fumes.
Times flies by when there is nothing moving…
good take on the prompt.
Randy
Or perhaps time disappears. Thanks for reading and commenting.
And they have the nerve to call it “rush hour.” Somebody’s got to bitch about it. You did so quite well. 😆
They call it rush hour because everyone is in a rush to go nowhere. Thanks.
J.D., Daryl and Rip Van Winkle, two of a kind. Funny story and well written. 🙂 —Susan
Thank you. I believe time truly disappears in traffic.
Dear JD,
We were once stopped in traffic for three hours going from LA to San Diego. A truck had jack-knifed and it was some kind of a nightmare. You’ve illustrated the feeling well.
Shalom,
Rochelle
So much time is wasted in traffic. There has to be a better solution.
Sometimes it does seem that generations pass while sitting in traffic. Imagine how much time we waste in the car. I enjoyed your story with all it’s traffic jam drama. Good luck with your commute.
I have thought many times about how much time is wasted in the car. That’s why I plan on riding my bike to work whenever possible this year. Thanks.
Ha, that’s some kind of traffic jam.. quite overwhelming actually.
Even the plants are moving faster than the cars. Thanks for reading.
Ha ha. Funny story! I’ve heard of traffic in some parts (I think it was China) that took days, like more than four days. That would be brutal, but not as bad the traffic in your story. Nice one!