I was just driving home on a city highway. My exit was about a half mile ahead and all of a sudden two lanes are blocked off for no apparent reason with orange barrels. As I look ahead I can see the exit is open. But the lane closures are causing a backup cause those two lanes are forced to merge over.

I decide to go between two orange barrels and use the closed off lanes as my own personal Joseph Lane. I zipped by all the traffic lickity split. As I get near the exit I see a cop sitting on shoulder of exit. I exit out of the two closed lanes and back on to the exit ramp . I figure I'm pulled over for sure. I get to the light at the end of the exit ramp and am sitting. Cop doesn't come. Ford f150 pulls up next to me and honks his horn. I roll down my window and he's laughing. I say yeah I have no idea how I'm not pulled over right now. He laughs and says you're fucking lucky dude

Guess it's my lucky day to get me some of that Joe Cumia privilege