The story
Every weekday from 5AM to 8AM, the exit-only lane from 290 East onto 495 South backs up for a mile. The same thing happens getting on 495 North by the way but it doesn't bother me because I'm not getting on 495 North. This is about me... and the hundreds of people trying to get on 495 South with honor. We signaled early. We merged politely. We are adults.
Then someone comes flying up the empty middle lane. It is almost always an expensive car. And among the expensive cars, it is almost always an Audi. They put their blinker on at the very last second and nose in at the gore point like they're surprised the exit exists. Somebody lets them in. I don't blame them too much, but they really should be up super close to the car in front of them and maybe shifted over a bit. But it happens and it's not like you are trying to get into an accident during your commute into work.
I want to rent a helicopter, hover over the interchange, and hold them accountable.
Here is the plan. I hover at a legal and respectful altitude over the split. When someone skips the line, my spotter calls it. I hit them with a searchlight. Then a nine-foot white glove, hanging from a cable out the side door, lowers into view and pumps a slow, disapproving thumbs down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Until they think about what they did.
No yelling no honking and no license plates posted online. Just a big hand in the sky telling them we saw it and they suck.
The money below covers four weeks of rush hours. Anything over the goal goes to a second rental and glove, to cover the 495 North transfer.