Sunday, June 24, 2007

Oy

I mentioned in my post last night that my job is a never ending series of near-misses. Someone upstairs heard me and made sure that today fit the bill.

Two separate vehicles that we called in to the Highway Patrol, one truck break down in the middle of the site, in the middle of the traffic line, and a couple of bright ones that either didn't see, or couldn't comprehend the bright frickin orange sign on the back of the Silver Streak proclaiming "Pilot Car
Follow Me"

I mean COME ON people.

Number one... there IS a no passing sign in the long series of BLINDINGLY OBVIOUS signs that lead up to the flagger that stopped you. This does not mean that its "ok" to pass after the pilot car starts leading traffic through. And guess what... when you're stuck between a steep ditch and a twelve inch drop you don't have much choice but to slow down when the pilot car goes twenty passing the nearest flaggers, thus allowing them a good look at your license plate. Hope you enjoyed that ticket, Mr. Impatient.

Number two... When the flagger tells you flat out that he cannot allow you to enter the construction zone without the pilot car, since you are neither a local, construction personnel, or law enforcement/emergency response personnel, that does NOT mean to turn around and back track to the nearest county road, go around the flagger, and drive eighty until you catch up with the pilot line, six miles on. It DOES mean that your license plate number will be dutifully written down, along with your vehicle description, your description, and the exact nature of the offense in a written statement. Right after your plate number is called into the highway patrol, that is. And probably while you're being told by the nice policeman that since dispatch received a call and the reporting parties have agreed to provide written statements as to the nature of your offense, and your estimated eighty plus mile an hour speed in a forty five mile an hour zone, it DOES mean that you're going to get one honking big traffic citation. And possibly a spanking.

Oh, and acting nonchalant as you leave the site does you no good at all. Ever heard of radios?

I'm gonna make a small statement to anyone who drives through ANY construction zone. Do NOT, I repeat, do NOT mess with Traffic Control.

We take our job seriously. That job is safety. If you mess with us, we WILL shove our steel toes where the sun don't shine, even if we have to do it with a phone call.

You've heard the phrase "just do what I tell you and no one gets hurt" ?

Thats our motto, especially the no one gets hurt part.

Not that I'm not all for the process of natural selection... just don't do it in my zone.

I don't want to do the paperwork.

4 comments:

OK Katrina said...

You tell a great story, sister! Keep up the good work.

And something else, I've always been a traffic law abiding citizen(and the other ones, too), but I have a new respect for the construction zone and the workers therein. I will definitely be more aware, more careful and more considerate. Thanks for the heads-up.

farmgirl said...

Thanks for the compliment!

And thanks also for taking the time to think about what we do out there. Not many people do.

Mark said...

As the kids and I drove back from my brothers wedding in St. Louis, the last 11 miles of hwy 67 in Missouri headin into Arkansas was being resurfaced. I had the pleasure of watching some idiot in a BMW with Indiana plates pass one of the pilot vehicles, and before he got 100 yards down one of the crews dump trucks pull out to stop him, and both Mo State Highway Patol and Arkansas State Police suddenly appear, as I passsed they were hooking him up and shoving him into the back of a patrol car. The kids and i just smiled until we got a little further down then the giggles broke out. :)

HollyB said...

Me, too. What OK, Kat said...I mean.
I will most definitely be more courteous to the flaggers the next time I have to pass thru a construction zone, instead of just following their directions.
ANd that's thanks to YOU, Mlle.