Hard pass

So we went to look at a house tonight.
On our way home, Abby noticed all the EZ Pass lanes. For the ones without the EZ Pass signs, she called them the Hard Pass lanes. Makes sense though right? If it's not easy, it must be hard.
Like back in the day when I had to search the entire car to dig out 35 cents in change just to pass through.
Or the other time I didn't open the window enough that I smacked my wrist against the top of my window and misaimed my only change. I shamelessly scooped up some change on the ground while cars behind me impatiently honked.

Those were Hard Pass times. And since it now costs at least 60 cents or more around here in Jersey, I'm dating myself back like ten plus years... But that's besides the point.