Monday, September 19, 2011
I am a road warrior. I drive more than 50 miles every day to and from the office. My morning commute takes 45 minutes (on a spectacular day) and my evening commute takes an hour and a half (on a normal day.) I like to use the time that I'm trapped in the car every day for good rather than evil. I call people on the phone (Hi Mom!) from my "mobile office." I touch base with the HMA to let him know that I'm on the way and he should batten down the hatches at home. But there are only so many people you can call, only so many times before they realize that they're just being used because you're in the car. So I've learned to be more creative. I've been refreshing my French skills with a CD in the car. Bonjour! This has created the incongruous scenario in which I am counting to ten in a sing-song rhyme...une, deux, trois...while flipping off a guy in a big rig. I have the most powerful middle finger in the world! Pow! Pow! Pow! Most recently I've gone back to listening to books on CD in my car. I've done this before, and it is the most satisfying (and most expensive) of the ways I've found to spend my time while driving. It has become one my greatest pleasures. In fact, I almost look forward to driving when I'm in the middle of a book on CD in my car. But that doesn't mean that I can't occasionally tell someone what I think of their driving. Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who lived in a clamshell...Pow! Pow! Pow!