Or so I thought.

The triple head-on collision in South Wellfleet left traffic at a standstill on Route 6 in North Eastham. Eventually I had to call the customer in Truro and say sorry, it just couldn’t happen today. Not if I were going to fit everyone else in. No problem, so we rescheduled.

The day after the Fourth of July on Cape Cod. It was raining. And the schedule of insurance inspections set for me was as tight as a drawn bowstring.

These days, with all the driving back and forth from one appointment to another, I find myself driving over the same roads, again and again, But there’s something different. We all know the way to various supermarkets, and know how to get to shopping in Hyannis, over the canal, or the route to Ptown.

But I’m not trying to go shopping. I’m assigned to go to random residences around the Cape. I’m getting deep into subdivisions that no one except the residents travel in and out of. And while it does give me a greater understanding of the Cape’s population, it has also provided an even greater understanding of traffic. Especially as it changes throughout the seasons.

What I realized most of all is that when it comes to the summer, especially on muggy days at the end of the week, when the sun is refusing to come out, what many drivers truly need is a large bucket of ice water thrown down their sun roofs.

Meaning they need to calm down and pay attention.

(Read the rest of the column at the Cape Cod Chronicle here)