Man oh man, why does it seem that everytime I'm running late (ie, trying to get to work) there's always an accident or traffic backup of some sort?

Today I was quite behind schedule by the time I got on the road. As I got to the split for the on-ramp to Storrow I realized there was a HUGE backup. A number of drivers, myself included, proceeded to go into reverse back up the ramp so we could get on Storrow going in the opposite direction, to turn around and avoid the backup. I was provided some entertainment when one of the cars behind me (who's driver apparently never learned the finer points of driving in reverse) managed to bring his car up onto the curb and scrape the paint off of his side onto the retaining wall. I was amused.

Of course, I wasn't so amused that I had to take Storrow toward Downtown, get off at the Copley exit and take Beacon all the way back down to Memorial via Mass Ave, but such as life, I suppose. Once I hit mem I took it back to Storrow, past the backup, and saw that the other side of the road was also getting backed up at this point. Whatever the cause, it's a big fuckin' mess.

At least I made it to work, if only 90 minutes late...