While waiting at the Discount Tire today to replace a tire that had gotten a mail in the sidewalk, I watched—aghast—as five people after me wandered in with the same problem.
“Colorado roads!” joked the manager.
“I live near an intersection with construction sites on three corners,” the customer replied. “Construction is all around me.”
“Construction,” the manager said, “is everywhere.”
And that about summed it up, as I watched cars navigate the course of orange traffic cones set up outside on Wadsworth. Yes, construction really is everywhere. Such it is to live in a state with too-little housing and much dated infrastructure.
To live in a place that’s always building is to suffer small irritations—noise, odd traffic patterns, and, yes, nails in tires.
Taylor Coe 