no more driving dad
Background: I drove C and my dad to the kidney walk on Sunday. I spend a lot of alone time in the car where I yell at other drivers, but I try to contain myself when there are other people present. We sat on the exit ramp for a good 20 minutes because after at least 6 years of kidney walks they haven’t figured out the traffic flow. The car ahead of us was acting like a moron.
Me: You jackass
C: geez watch your mouth
my dad: I didn’t teach you how to talk like that
Me: geez it wasn’t that bad (thinking: wow what would they think if they heard my daily morning commute?)
C: you’re talking like a sailor
Me: no I wasn’t
Later C and I were driving back from Target:
Me: why did you give me such a hard time earlier when we were going to the kidney walk?
C: what do you mean? you said ‘fucking jackass’, you might have said ‘what the fuck, you fucking jackass’
Me: No I didn’t
C: you don’t even know what you said (laughs)
Me: (face turning red) shit I didn’t mean to say that out loud…
Note to self: don’t ever drive dad anywhere else

May 20th, 2008 at 3:37 pm
haha, that’s pretty awesome, you sailor you.
May 21st, 2008 at 2:30 am
“what would they think if they heard my daily morning commute?” ha! ha! got a good laugh out of that!
May 26th, 2008 at 5:12 pm
LOL any time i need a laugh i need to read this blog, it cracks me up. oh and yeah this was written a loooong time ago, still trying to catch up -last week was busy and i barely turned the computer on! but at least i’m reading it now