Road Rage

So today I made the trek home. Ok so it really isn't that much of a trek but it seems like it to me. I hate to drive anything more than thirty miles, so the seventy-ish miles from my apartment to my parents house is almost unbearable. But it is something that you just have to do sometimes, so I got in my car and started on my way, things were fine at first, that was until I pasted the first bright orange sign signaling that there was road construction up ahead, and everyone should merge left. (luckily for me I was already in the left lane going slightly over the speed limit) There were two separate spots on my trip home where there was one lane closed, but for no apparent reason. Orange cones blocking off one lane for miles, but no men, no machinery, no holes in the road, no reason at all, other that to frustrate me I guess. Well I guess it doesn't seem as bad now, but at the time it was unbearable.