Dreadful weather on the way into work this morning, so was playing auto-roulette with the eedjits who think hazard lights are the middle eastern version of fog lights. So tootling along on the highway you have no frigging clue if the flashing lights appearing through the mist in front of you signifies someone in an accident, someone who's seen an accident, or someone's who's itching to cause an accident by crawling in the outside lane of an empty motorway doing half the speed limit with their hazards on. Grr.
Of course, having texted the boss to blame the fog for my lateness, as i got closer to work the fog thinned, and by the time i was close there was no fog to be seen. A case of , really, it was foggy in the desert....


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