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Tuesday, 15 September 2009 |
This morning on the Freeway I
looked over to my left and there was a woman in a brand new Cadilac doing 65 mph
with her face up next to her rear view mirror putting on her eyeliner.
I
looked away for a couple of seconds and when I looked back she was halfway over
in my lane, still working on that makeup.
As a man, I don't scare
easily. But she scared me so much; I dropped my electric shaver, which knocked
the donut out of my other hand. In all the confusion of trying to straighten out
the car using my knees against the steering wheel, it knocked my cell phone away
from my ear which fell into the coffee between my legs, splashed, and burned
everything it touched, ruined the darn phone, soaked my trousers and
disconnected an important call.
Darn women drivers...
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