Ugh, Important People

Ideally we leave our house in Bronte at 7:00AM each weekday morning in order to travel the 6 kilometre distance to the olders school. It takes about 10 minutes from the time we open the car doors to get in to the time they open the car doors to get out.

The reality is we manage to leave around 7:15AM.

Ideally I am able to get to the end of the school driveway to make a left turn by 7:25AM because much after that, the traffic has picked up enough and there are enough students arriving from the East side of town making a left into the driveway, it is impossible to exit.

The reality is when we leave our house at 7:15AM the drive to school is closer to 15 minutes long because traffic has picked up and we don't arrive until 7:30AM. As a result, I have to make a right hand turn to exit the school. So, I turn right, go to the lights, turn left, go to the lights, turn left again, go to the lights, turn left again, go to the lights and turn right and I'm on my way. No muss no fuss, just another 3-4 minutes added to my daily drive.

Ideally everyone who can send their kid to this school has also mastered the ability to read signage and tell time.

The reality is that some important person (read: bozo) with an important vehicle (read: Land Rover, Porche, Hummer, Mercedes, Maserati not police cruiser or ambulance) is bigger than the simple sign and has to turn left. As a result, a bottleneck is created and not only can no one leave the driveway, but cars are backed up to the entrance and cannot enter the driveway. All because some bozo is more important than the drivers in the 30+ cars caught in the line.

Ideally someone would speak to this driver and perhaps suggest they get a pair of glasses or learn to read.

The reality is no one from the school wants to piss off some important person driving an important vehicle because that would reflect badly in some way. And, if some housewife, one driving a Toyota truck, but still clearly able to send her children to the same school, gets out of her not-important vehicle and says something said housewife will receive the finger and a big "f-you" - clearly because said housewife interrupted a very important phone call being conducted by a very important person in his very important vehicle.

Huh?

So, instead, we less important people will just hang out in line waiting for some important person making an important phone call in an important car to turn left so they can do their important things.

Ugh.