mAlice
professional daydreamer
This morning on the way to work, I looked over to my left and there was a woman in a brand new Mercedes doing 75 mph with her face up next to her
rear view mirror, putting on her eyeliner.
I looked away for a couple seconds, and when I looked back she was halfway over in my lane, still working on her makeup.
As a man, I don't scare easily, but she scared me so much I dropped my electric shaver, which knocked my donut out of my other hand.
In all the confusion of trying to straighten out the car, using my knees against the steering wheel, I dropped my cell phone that was stuffed between my shoulder and ear, which fell into the coffee between my legs, splashed, and burned Big Jim and the Twins, ruined the phone, soaked my trousers, and disconnected an important call.
Damn women drivers!!
rear view mirror, putting on her eyeliner.
I looked away for a couple seconds, and when I looked back she was halfway over in my lane, still working on her makeup.
As a man, I don't scare easily, but she scared me so much I dropped my electric shaver, which knocked my donut out of my other hand.
In all the confusion of trying to straighten out the car, using my knees against the steering wheel, I dropped my cell phone that was stuffed between my shoulder and ear, which fell into the coffee between my legs, splashed, and burned Big Jim and the Twins, ruined the phone, soaked my trousers, and disconnected an important call.
Damn women drivers!!
