Sentences with phrase «rush hour traffic which»

As this was a night game we were travelling in rush hour traffic which didn't help things so I imagine for weekend games it wouldn't be as bad.

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If telecommuting isn't an option, consider staggering start times so that employees don't have to fight rush hour traffic — which frustrates employees and can alter the start or end of their workday.

Little or no delight is taken in neighbors here (particularly during rush hour traffic); others» conditions are others» business; and the interest of the community is taken into account only to the degree to which it coincides with ones personal interest.

Unfortunately «in my area» didn't mean in the Twin Cities proper, which is where I live; it meant in a rich, white suburb about 35 minutes away, not accounting for rush hour traffic.

Repeated cycles of stress — daily rush hour traffic passing over a bridge, for example — nurture these cracks, which often aren't apparent until the steel collapses.

Another way to reduce rush hour traffic is for employers to implement flex - time, which lets employees travel to and from work at off - peak traffic times to avoid rush hour.

Nissan launches ProPilot Assist in its all - new, 2018 Leaf: The automated cruise control will start and stop in rush hour traffic, but you still have to keep your hands on the steering wheel, which gently helps you around curves.

It's full of hills, narrow streets, lots of bicyclists and sometimes brutal rush - hour traffic, which can be exacerbated by the frequent rain.

The Cruze is no barnstormer, but keeping up with the cut and thrust of rush hour traffic is a noticeably less stressful affair than in the Elantra, which must be wrung out toward 4,500 RPM and beyond to make any meaningful progress.

It apparently features quad laser cannons, which doubtless make rush hour traffic far easier to deal with.

Despite the tough climate and traffic conditions during the trip which involves heavy rain, high temperatures, big differences in altitude and also heavy rush - hour traffic, they succeed to reach an average fuel consumption of just 3.8 l / 100 km adopting a fuel efficient driving style.

The same way rush - hour traffic can sometimes make the most convoluted way home actually the fastest course, there are some cases in which the best path to savings will take the «scenic» route.

The same way rush - hour traffic can sometimes make the most convoluted way home actually the fastest course, there are some cases in which the best path to savings will take the «scenic» route.

After driving for three days straight over 2200 miles from Northern New England, it's a bit ironic that my car, which has not had a repair issue or breakdown during the ten years I have owned it, died 25 miles from the Jamboree sight in rush hour traffic at 92 degrees.

You're sitting in stop - and - go traffic, which can be a pretty common scenario anywhere in Chicago during rush hour.

You could just get caught in rush hour traffic, which puts you in danger, just by being around the abundance of people who probably drive worse than you do.

Rush hour traffic can be frustrating and unforgiving, which is why you need proper protection against the unexpected accident and uninsured driver.

The only major downside to living in this city is the traffic, which can get crazy during rush hour.

• Introduced a traffic inflow and outflow system which decreased problems associated with rush hours and holiday visitors.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.