It’s raining in L.A. today so that can only mean one thing: traffic.
The only good thing that comes out of this much rain is that people in L.A. love to talk about it. In the elevator, the normally quiet group of office workers was going on and on about the pile-up on the 405.
I said, “I don’t get it. What is so hard about driving in the rain? Why does it have to be Carmageddon every time a few drops hit the ground?”
One woman said, “Because no one knows how to drive in L.A.”
A guy said, “But no one is from here. Don’t they remember how to drive in the rain from back when they lived in New York.”
I corrected him, “No one drives in New York.”
Then another woman said something really smart. She said, “There are 1.6 million cars on the Los Angeles freeways every day. Most days there aren’t any major accidents at all. That’s the miracle. When you add even the smallest variable to change those conditions and multiple that by the sheer number of vehicles, it approaches almost certainty that major collisions will occur.”
Everyone stopped and thought about what she said. Seemed to make sense.
I was especially proud because that woman was Michelle.