Where I live there is an important road that leads to other places one of them being the nearest hospital. Now this road has been closed down for over a week already. This was announced weeks in advance and there are signs everywhere. Downside for me is that a lot of the traffic that know their way around here come drive through my street to avoid the road block. A valid option I would also choose to use probably. Yesterday though, I was on my bike and at the nearest traffic lights to the road block, and I saw an ambulance with it’s flashy lights on, and it’s siren blasting loud as fuck, wanting to take a turn towards the road that they noticed as they turned a right, and which made them decide halfway to not take and make a full 180 degrees on the crossover to use a different road that leads out of this godforsaken town. Now, that was a bad choice in my opinion because it means they would be underway longer as if it would have taken them if they would have taken the route that many people are now using. But worst part is that they, as a driver in an ambulance, had no idea that this road block is there, and they should know this because for them it’s the fastest way to the hospital from where they were at that moment. So I felt a bit surprised, but also a bit angry?? And that was a new sensation. Normally I couldn’t care less about a thought like that but this time I was thinking what if it was me in the back of that ambulance and in need of immediate care because my brain was having an anurism due to all the drugs I have taken. (just an example). So I came to the conclusion that I have now reached a point in my life where I actually do care about things like these and I never thought I ever would become that person but there you have it. Life in a nutshell.