I. Hate. Road. Drains.

Alright. So I've discovered another thing in my Connecticut area to despise:
road drains.
You see, most road drains I tolerate perfectly well. The one below isn't one I'd hate. It's placed nicely on the side of the road, where I firmly believe they should ALL go. Out of the way of pedestrian drivers. The road drain that has sparked such hatred in me is located on a little back road somewhere in Vernon. The drain is not on the side of the road NOR out of the way.
NO, THIS DRAIN IS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.
And when you're having a nice little day drive, maybe talking with your mom cheerily about a book, or about some form of French cooking, all of a sudden you'll feel a horrible lurch as your cars front tires plunge 3 inches down into this AWFUL-Y placed road drain.
And then you'll have to go through it all over again 2 seconds later when your back tires go over it. It drives me completely insane. And you can't even try to swurve your car to avoid it. It doesn't work. You'll just run yourself off the road into a patch of christmas trees, hit another car, or wind up running over it anyways because the things is like 2 and a half feet wide.

I'm really considering going to the state whatever-their-names-are and saying, "You're endangering the entire United States with your placage of that drain!"

Maybe they'll listen to me. Maybe not.