sometimes it's not so cool to know things before they happen

I know that some of you will scoff but there are times that I know something is going to happen before it actually does. I like to call it my little voice and I've learned to listen to it over the years.  Mostly I get things like taking a route different than the one I first had in mind and then hearing that traffic was tied up on the original route.  Or just knowing that as well as a new relationship seems to be going, it's not going to last.  Another of the things that I felt more than knew was when I was in town one day running some errands.  My little voice told me to pull in and get the mail and I over-rode it by saying that I'd stop by the next day.  I got about a block past the entrance to the post office and out pulls a cop, chasing me down the road like I'd just robbed a bank.  When he pulled me over he asked me if I knew why I had been pulled over and when I told him no, he responded with "Your registration tag is expired."  CRAP.  It was sitting on the counter at home, waiting to be installed on my plate. Another costly little lesson on listening to my little voice. One of the things that happened that I knew was going to happen turned out to be not so cool.
When I lived on the farm I commuted back and forth along Highway 2 south to Aldersyde, a little community halfway between Calgary and High River. You used to be able to take a short cut through Aldersyde from highway 2A to highway 2 for faster access instead of going down to the overpass that was built for that very purpose.  Well they (whoever they are) decided to cut off the left turn across 3 lanes of southbound traffic, across the median and the left on to the 2 northbound lanes by digging up the median and putting a sign up that said "NO LEFT TURN" in the line of sight on the edge of the 'former' median and one on the right side of the road right beside the STOP sign.
On my way home one day , a vehicle pulled out to turn left, got almost to the median and realized that he couldn't turn through there, slammed on the brakes in the fast lane of the highway (speed limit 110kph or, for my American friends, about 70mph) and then pulled a quick right to continue south to the next place he could get across.  The same thing happened the next day and then the next.
On the third day that I saw this stupidity happen I said out loud "Someone's going to get killed here."  I got home and settled in to my usual routine and not even half hour later on the traffic report, there was a report of a very serious collision at that very place.  Apparently a minivan full of workers from the Cargill plant had pulled out in front of a one ton pickup that was pulling a farm tractor on a flatdeck trailer, wiping out all of the workers and fully destroying both vehicles.
They have resolved the problem by putting locked gates across the road so that things like this don't happen again, but at the cost of 6 lives because they didn't do it right the first time.  Since when does any one pay attention to a 'no left turn' sign?  (except those of us that obey the laws and pay attention)
And that, my friends, is when it's really NOT cool to know these things.