Stuck in Blizzard and Told "Good Luck"

     I should have wrote this on Monday when I got home so all my rage would have come out in the article.  Oh well, too bad.  What ended as a great day at Mt. Snow, aside from the fact that I landed knee first into a rock off a jump.  I was jumping all day and having a blast until I hit this one lip and the right side of it dipped under my weight.  Threw me off balance and ate it lovely.  So now I have two knees on my right leg.
     Anyway, it started snowing mid day there, and I knew the storm was coming but I rode the day out until 4pm.  Leaving Snow it was snowing (haha) but the roads were not too bad, good time was being made considering the conditions.  I made it to the end of Connecticut just outside of Port Chester on I95 by 8:30pm.  Considering visibility was a joke, winds and snow sheets hitting the windshield, not to mention the expressway completely covered in snow 4 hours so far so bad.
     So now it is 2am we still have not moved.  In the meantime I called 911 twice to let them know that I'm running low on fuel and stuck in the blizzard with a child in the car as well. Long story short they sent me to an automated machine for the Thruway Police which put me on hold.  I mean are you kidding me? I was trying to get information about what is going on up ahead so I could plan my mode of survival and you place me on hold with a machine?!
      So, there we sat, until the tank was almost on empty.  In the meantime I was shutting the car down for periods to conserve fuel, and I guess thank God I did.  At this point it is 5am on Monday morning! No, I still did not move.  Finally like 5 minutes later Troopers are coming down the lanes on quads (how fun!).  So I blow the horn and flash my lights to get the attention of one of them.

     "Morning Trooper quick question how long until we get out of here because I have a baby in the car and not very much fuel.  Not a good combonation."

     "There are a lot of people out here without gas.  Just go as far as you can and good luck." The Trooper replies.

     "O.K. Well, what happened? I've been stuck here for almost 9 hours!"

     "Umm, There was a bus accident."

     Now between you and me his story is a crock of, well you get the idea.  Pure scum.  What type of human responds like that? I'm not here to rant and rave so, moving on.  I finally made it back to Long Island around 8am.  Funny thing is Meadow Brook Parkway was completely plowed.  However the exit on and off ramps were completely plowed shut.  Genius.