It was kind of a shock when this Caltrans wrecker came barreling up Valencia toward its intersection with Market (and apparently Franklin) siren blaring, horn blasting, engine roaring. Who knew Caltrans wreckers were equipped with sirens and piloted by expert high-performance drivers?
In any case, it screeched to a halt in the intersection there and the driver took to barking at motorists via loudspeaker to get out of the way. There was a long line of cars queued up in that little slot to make the left turn from outbound Market onto Valencia, and the Caltrans wrecker was stunned that this long line of cars couldn’t get it together to back up or reorganize itself so that he might pass through the slot the wrong way, so he kept barking.
Finally, somebody backed up correctly and the Caltrans wrecker tore ass through the slot, whipped around myriad befuddled motorists and cyclists, forced its way through another intersection and onto the freeway, and sped off into the night.
I wanted to end with WHAT AN ASSHOLE, but he was probably on his way to pull a schoolbus off a nun or something.
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