As I drive for work making deliveries hither & yon, I see a lot of interesting things. Believe me, I see a lot. I see nose-pickers, texters, broken down vehicles, hitchhikers, divas singing their hearts out, & truck drivers who honk & wave at every female. It can be quite a show, let me tell you!
Today I took a little 145 mile round trip & I saw several things.
I saw the bottom of my coffee cup WAY before I wanted to. I think I was only about 20 minutes into the drive. So very sad...
Then I saw this. The contents of a truck strewn all over the median. It must have been a couple pallets of copy paper. I could see the pallets, the paper, & the broken cases. This is definitely the evidence of someone's bad day.
Then I saw these two lovelies. You know the day is a stinker when your truck is twisted up or just mudded into the median. Bad day, bad day, bad day...I'm ever grateful that the vehicle I drive for work is just a Pontiac Vibe. I don't think I could handle one of these big mamas. I would end up in the median A LOT!
But the most perplexing thing I saw today I couldn't get a picture of. It happened too fast & I would have had to pick my jaw up off of the floor. I was tooling along, minding my own business when I glimpsed a black conversion van coming up on my left side to pass. I glanced up as the van drew even with me & saw an Amish woman in the passenger seat holding a baby. Yep, I said she was HOLDING a baby. She was reading the child a book. I couldn't believe my eyes. They drove right on by & I wondered if there was anything I should do? I checked my speedometer & I had my cruise control set on 71 mph. The speed limit was 65. That van passed me in a matter of seconds so I'm going to guess that he had to be going at least 10 miles per hour over the limit. I called my mom because that's what moms are for. I asked, "Should I call 911? What would the police do?" We discussed it & decided that there really wasn't anything we could do. I was afraid that if I did call the police that they would call social services or something & I don't want to be responsible for anything crazy going down. But my conscience was really troubled because that baby was definitely in a dangerous position. The van had Ohio plates so they had already covered some major ground today because they passed me in Illinois. The whole situation just left me feeling *ugh*
What would you have done? Anything or nothing?