When Jill and I left work today it was pouring. Jill’s car was closer than mine, so she volunteered to sprint through the downpour, fetch her car, and then drive me to mine.
How did I thank her? Well, 10 minutes later Jill and I were driving our cars down the highway and the rain became blinding. Of course this happened when the road curved so I had my face up against my windshield trying to figure out where the raised median was.
Suddenly Jill’s car was behind mine – I had drifted into her lane and cut her off!
At the next light I rolled down my window and apologized profusely. Jill said “don’t worry about it” which is Minnesotan for “you crazy asshole!”
I was officially that guy.
I kept a safe distance behind Jill and tried not to ram anyone on the way to the airport.
I picked up Gibs at the airport and we went to see The Collector. We saw the movie in Burnsville, which is a far-as-heck suburb. That theater was the only one that had a midnight showing for the movie.1
The Collector was the torture-fest we were expecting, and there were plenty of cringes and gags in the theater.
On the way home Gibs asked me what I thought about him and his coworker starting a blog about the crazy people they work with. I immediately started listing the possible legal problems that the blog will would create.2 For the last 10 minutes of the drive Gibs just silently rolled his eyes.
I think I’ve officially become that law student they warned us about during first semester.3 Oh my…
1 The theater is decorated with massive Greco-Roman statutes…which we thought was odd.
2 libel, hostile work environment…
3 This guy: “Don’t forget you have a life. Do not use the word “allegedly” when asked if you took out the trash.”
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