All in all this does make my life easier, as I can turn left out of our parking lot and not have to go around the block to get home. On the first day of the change, I got to witness two taxis remodel each others fenders. This morning early, I was happily driving down HaMenofim minding my own business when I noticed a bread truck trying to enter the no entry side of the street. This was not easy and required a five point turn as the road is angled to allow exit only. To my fascination a policeman appeared out of nowhere and waved down the truck. The argument that ensured was classic. I had to stop to listen because, by then, the truck had blocked the entrance to our parking lot. The discussion went something like this:
Aging cop: "You do know there is no entry into this street"
Truck Driver: "But look at the big white arrows painted on the street, how was I supposed to know there is no entry?"
Aging cop pointing: "Well, there is are two no entry signs right there and there"
Truck Driver: "Well I can't keep up with all these changes, and anyway, WHAT DO YOU CARE?"
Beaten, Aging cop shrugs and turns away, waving the truck on.
The cop may not care, but I certainly do. All I need is a battle with a big truck on the wrong side of the road for a perfect start to the week.
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