Driving to the office this morning on the Interstate, I
looked over to my left and there was a woman in a brand new
Jaguar doing 65 miles per hour 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 and disconnected
an important call.
Damn women drivers
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