Last night around 9pm I got on the I-90 freeway to make my short way home. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as short as it should have been. Just after the last exit (too late to get off the freeway), I rounded a turn and saw backed up cars as far as there was freeway to see. After coming to a complete stop, I began the slow creep forward. It was so slow going I had to adjust the way I think of freeway speed. I was doing almost 11 minutes per mile. It took me 32 minutes to travel 3 miles.
About 3/4 of a mile from the next exit sat a sign that said Left land closed 2 miles ahead. Whoever placed that sign has no idea of distance, because the lane ended at the exit, less than a mile away. In fact, had the sign actually been 2 miles back the traffic may have been a little better. Only thanks to the trucker heroes that block lanes, though. I saw several jackasses drive through the rest stop and out the other side to get ahead of a bunch of cars, and one car that did this and continued up along the shoulder as long as he could. He cut off the car right in front of me, too. At no point did I ever see any police or traffic directors.