I find myself getting really bored and annoyed when I am out with the family on a long journey somewhere and we end up getting stuck in a traffic jam on the motorway.
OT, but I was born OT:
When I was seven or eight, we were driving from London to the Lake District for a half-term week and traffic just STOPPED on the Motorway for hours.
We children were all deeply bored, but I heard my father say there'd been a
pile-up somewhere ahead of us.
I'd never heard the expression before and imagined a pile of cars, as one might throw toys into a heap five high.
My disappointment when we crawled later past a couple of dented Humbers and a Ford Anglia was immense.