It’s Friday. I come out of a long school day filled with three tests in my three hardest classes, and I can’t wait to get home for the weekend, so I rush to my brother’s car, trying to beat the traffic out of the lot. My brother takes a few minutes because his class is on the opposite side of the school. By the time we’re in the car, the entire parking lot is flooded with cars, with no organization whatsoever. We wait for about 10-15 minutes to just get into the mainline of cars leaving the school. Every time we get to a new section of cars entering the main queue, five come in, refusing to wait their turn. By the time we manage to reach the exit, it’s been over a half hour. But, as soon as we’re at the exit we see the buses. Ten of them block the exit all at once while leaving school. We wait for a good five minutes, but that’s nothing compared to the amount of time added on the ride home, stuck behind ten busses crossing the railroad tracks. Each individual bus has to stop at the railroad tracks (which I understand the reasoning for), so my ride my home gets another twenty minutes added onto it. I get home at around 4:10 P.M. on most days, despite living five minutes away and getting out of school at 3:23 P.M. Great job to whoever designed the parking lot, you really outdid yourself.