On our way back from Houston we got stuck in construction traffic in Beaumont, or as I like to call it, Blowmont. It took us an hour to go from mile marker 848 (by the Cheddar's!) to mile 854. I knew the lack of construction on the way into Houston was too good to be true.
Once we got to mile 854, we exited and went to the bathroom at a gas station. The bathroom was actually out of order, but I wooed the people who worked there by telling them that it was either I go to their bathroom or I would whiz all over their candy section.
Once we got back on the road, we encountered the 1/10th of a mile's worth of construction that held us up for that whole hour. I'm sending the city of Blowmont a bill for an hour's worth of work from both me and my wife, and I'm using PE to the RT to calculate compound interest.
By the way, if you're ever in Blowmont and happen upon a run-down gas station with an out-of-order bathroom, avoid the candy section.