Rosalind McAllister had enough. The 57-year-old had called about the potholes on Broadway by her house, watched countless cars suffer flat tires at the hands of the concrete beast, and was getting nowhere with the city.
So on Wednesday, her birthday, she took efforts into her own hands. She parked her car in the middle of Broadway, blocking traffic for 90 minutes, and only moving her car when sheriffs said she was going to be fined for her impromptu stand for justice.
The PD reports that, by some miracle of course, a crew arrived on Broadway to patch up the car-eating pothole around 2:30 p.m. McAllister was pleased with her protest. "Call me Polly Pothole," she told the paper.
Not everyone was thrilled. The city's been a cratered mess after a cyclical freeze-thaw left Cleveland' streets looking like the pocketed face of a 13-year-old boy. There are thousands of potholes to fill and only so much manpower to do so. Advertising that the quickest way to get them fixed isn't by calling, but by blockading traffic, is probably something the city doesn't want to do.
But McAllister's efforts got a crew there the same day, which is saying something. That crew, however, voiced a reasonable complaint.
"This ain't right," said one of the workers. "We were working all day up on Harvard, and we were told to come here and fix this one. We can't be everywhere, but we can't start letting people tell us where we need to be."
This by no means should encourage you to stand in a pothole on Chester until a crew shows up. Nope.
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