So this chick is getting off 101 and decides to pull over in the Y between 101-N and the 9th street exit to take a phone call. No, her car did not break down–after her call, she headed back on her way. Is this a matter of “I don’t know whether to go left or right, let me call for directions?” Or, “OMG, this conversation is too much, I better pull over in the middle of the goddamn highway”. Or, “Oh, Bobby’s calling, but I don’t have my headset, better pull over ’cause I might get a ticket if I talk without a headset”. Oh jeez.