road work, or social experiment?

[marcicat]

This summer has seen a big road work project on the major highway I commute on (major in a relative sense; it has two lanes in each direction). There have been signs about a lot of night work, and it’s pretty clearly demarcated as a seven mile stretch of highway upon which this construction is occurring.

And then there’s this:

Last night, I get to the start of the area and see the speed signs are lit up — flashing lights, blinking speed readouts, all that. Okay, no problem.

(Note: Most of the action has been taking place at the other end of the seven miles, which has led to a lot of slowing down to 55mph at the signs, then speeding back up to 65mph around the corner.)

But! Last night around the corner was a sign letting us know the right lane was ending — merge left, y’all! Which everyone did. And then continued to do for — not even kidding – almost five miles of highway that had the right lane blocked off by cones. Which then just ended.

No construction vehicles, no workers, no police, nothing. Just merge left for five miles, then feel free to go about your business as usual.

Very. Weird.

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