I remember my first year being a local truck driver in PA after I made it through my first winter. Spring had sprung, and it was my first shift where the air was cool, the sun was exceptionally warm, and humidity was low. We all know those are the magical days of spring. I role down the highway with high esteem, knowing I survived the winter season, and had nothing but sunshine to look forward to.

But then I saw it. I saw the orange sign. I thought it would instruct me better, but it left me even more confused. I know I wasn't the only one, because NJ plate after NJ plate were weaving and speeding, slamming on their brakes without regard for anyone, desperately trying to understand which lane to be in, and what speed to go. I immediately realized I had left winter behind, but now I have entered PennDot season.

You see, it's a yearly tradition, the betrayal by PennDot. They kept my wheels spinning all winter long, just keep them from turning all summer long.