I drove to work this morning, behind a woman driving an older red Ford Taurus.
This lady was on her cell phone.
This lady had a mental (and physical) connection between her feet and her cell phone.
When her phone would ring, she'd hit the brakes.
Hard.
On the interstate.
When the phone came up to her ear, she'd hit the gas.
Really hit it. And Speed off.
When she hung up and looked down to dial another number....BRAKE!!!
Phone up to her ear.....GAS!!!
Hang up, dial another number....BRAKE!!!
Phone up to her ear....GAS!!!
(sigh)
Traffic was thick, I couldn't change lanes to escape. :-)
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Sounds like the way my great-grandmother drives. It's either accelerator-to-the-floor or stomp on the brakes.
It's a wonder she has never gotten whiplash.
Your great-grandmother must have killer neck muscles by now! :-) :-)
In that case, I think a little Richard Petty style love tap would be warranted.
@ mjenks - Don't think I didn't consider that. (hehe)
I would have been frothing at the mouth-foamy spittle flying with the force of my cussing and more than likely my hands would have been waving about in a furious fashion.
And well, it is fuckin' Friday after all! =)
Fuckin' Friday is right. :-)
And there may have been a little spittle by the time I got past her....just a little. :-)
Crazy. That would drive me mad. The grandmother comments reminds me of my best friends grandmother who used to drive only in 1st gear. Just grinding about town destroying her car. (remember we don't really do automatics over here!)
@ Mo - She drives everywhere in first gear?? Ouch!! Makes me cringe just thinking about it. :-)
(2 of our vehicles are manual transmission...I love 'em!)
:-)
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