If you ever see black cables stretching across the road, you had better know what it means. I had no clue… Check comments.
While on the road, chances are you have spotted the black cables on the road.
However, although they are common and perfectly safe to run over, most people don’t have a clue about their purpose.
These rubber cables, that are stretched across the road, serve the purpose of gathering data about the traffic. So how do they work? When a vehicle crosses over them, it causes pressure which is recorded and transmitted to a counting device.
This information assists transportation agencies in keeping track of traffic flow, vehicle speeds, and volume, which is essential for urban planning, road maintenance, and safety upgrades, ultimately affecting the decisions on traffic management, road expansions, and the positioning of traffic signals or speed limits.
Rubber cables are often positioned in low-visibility areas to avoid drawing attention and to minimize any interference with traffic. This approach guarantees that the collected data is as precise as possible, representing typical traffic conditions without the effects of altered driving behavior.
To learn more go to the video below.
I Fainted during a Family Gathering Because My Husband Won’t Help with Our Newborn to Let Me Sleep
My husband and I were meant to be a team when we welcomed our first child, but he turned on me. Recently, I experienced one of the most embarrassing and eye-opening moments of my life. Let me backtrack a bit. My husband, Jake, 29, and I welcomed our beautiful daughter, Tilly, three weeks ago.
Whenever I ask Tilly’s father for help, he says, “Let me relax; my paternity leave is so short.” I’ve struggled alone with sleepless nights, and things went too far last Saturday during a family gathering. As the party progressed, Jake was busy telling everyone, “I needed this paternity leave because I couldn’t imagine how much more exhausted I would have been working AND taking care of the baby.”
Exhausted, I fainted right there in the middle of the party. I awoke to concerned family members and Jake’s frown. He later exploded at home, annoyed that I embarrassed him, accusing me of making him “look bad!”
Just as I was about to leave for my mom’s place, my in-laws arrived with a professional nanny they had hired. “She’s here to help with the baby and to teach Jake about caring for her,” my MIL explained. They also insisted I go on a spa retreat for a week.
Overwhelmed by their kindness, I immediately agreed. The week was blissful and helped me recover. Back home, the changes were remarkable! The nanny had put Jake through a rigorous “baby boot camp.” He learned to change diapers, cook baby meals, soothe a crying baby, and manage a sleep schedule. Jake greeted me with a heartfelt apology, having sold his vintage guitars to pay for the nanny and my retreat, showing his commitment to our family.
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