We finally got into town where I could take a side street and possibly get far enough ahead, before the "dead end," where I could cut over and get in front of the big rigs! No big deal, the guy in front of me had the same idea....or did he??!! HE WAS AS BAD AS BEING BEHIND THE MACHINERY!!!! I was literally blowing a gasket in my car!!! 20 mph!! What in the world??
Old man baldy parked by a house AFTER the dead end, and by the time I caught up to the train of vehicles again I was in the BACK - further back than before - with the two big, evil, mocking machines still in the lead. By now my gasket wasn't even around anymore. I was screaming in my car.
OH MY WORD!!! I AM JUST TRYING TO GET TO WORK!! UGH!!! I CAN SEE IT!! I CAN SEE WHERE I NEED TO BE!! UGHHHHHHH!!! I COULD PULL OVER AND WALK THERE QUICKER!!!! MOVE!!!! GGGGGGRRRRRRRR!!! AHhhhhhhh!!!
I got to work, threw my car in park, high tailed it across the parking lot, yanked open the back door and nearly scared a co-worker half-to-death. (Now that was kind of funny!) They all said, calm down - you're right on time. whew!! A few deep breaths later I was laughing about it, but I can honestly say, I NEVER want to go through that again!!!!
ps ~ I love our farmers -- I just don't like getting stuck BEHIND them -- and this is something I know they are well aware of!! :D
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Oh my, my. Cows on your porch, farm equipment leading the parade---well, well, "who'd have thunk it?" You must be in real farm country. Any skunks??? ha ha ha ha
You have fun and write some more.
Love ya,
Miss Daisy
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