Women Drivers
Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:02 pm
This morning on my commute to work,
I looked over to my
left and there was a
WOMAN
in a brand new
Cadillac
doing 65 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 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
Big Jim and the Twins,
ruined the damn phone,
soaked my pants,
and disconnected an
important call.
Damn women drivers!
I looked over to my
left and there was a
WOMAN
in a brand new
Cadillac
doing 65 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 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
Big Jim and the Twins,
ruined the damn phone,
soaked my pants,
and disconnected an
important call.
Damn women drivers!