no more driving dad

20-05-2008 by rialeilani

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

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  1. irishcailinNo Gravatar says:

    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 ;)

  2. javaqueenNo Gravatar says:

    “what would they think if they heard my daily morning commute?” ha! ha! got a good laugh out of that!

  3. katelinNo Gravatar says:

    haha, that’s pretty awesome, you sailor you.

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