My drive to work each day is actually pretty nice. Mostly country roads, there are no traffic signals and only three stop signs. It is a relaxing way to begin and end my work day.
I would now like to introduce you to Kirby's Law #37 -- "Traffic is inversely proportional to how late I am, or are going to be." Keep in mind, the traffic I face might be a few cars, a horse and buggy, a school bus, or a cow in the middle of the road. But this morning it was different...
I wanted to be into work extra early this morning so that I could get a jump on some projects before everyone else got into work. And then it happened. I got behind a car with out of state license plates and whose driver was most certainly saddled with some kind of mental or physical impairment as demonstrated by their lack of driving skills. Notice that I didn't even mention that the driver was a woman. But there was something more...
This woman was putting on her makeup while she was driving! Certainly this wasn't as bad as the woman I saw breast feeding while driving many years ago, but this was bad. What's sad is no amount of make up and mascara could have helped this Mary Kay Medusa look any better. She should have just gripped the wheel and kept her eye on the road. (Doing the speed limit would have nice)
The woman's extreme face make over went on for the remainder of my commute to the office. I was treated to an endless barrage of swerving, speed impediments and braking for no apparent reason.
I guess the important thing to remember is that I did make it to work safely. In addition, I was reminded how fortunate I am to have a wife who is not only beautiful but a great driver to boot.
Be Well.
Bill
