Monday, August 15, 2011

to all my past passengers

 picture of the daisies at my house. there's like 200 white ones, and then this little pink guy.
Recall every time you've ever driven with me: You and I were going to that thing, and you feared not only for your own life, but also the safety of the drivers and pedestrians around us. I know I'm a terrible driver. I'll be the first to admit this. I've been pulled over. Many times.

Fast forward to today: People at work were figuring out who would drive to lunch. I declined for, oh, several hundred reasons. Reason #1, one of the passengers is a police officer - and he isn't patrol, he isn't security, he is a traffic guy. He knows all the rules.

Cut to the chase: me driving a cop and my boss on one really nervous burrito trip. It was bad.

- the girl who gave up driving for almost two years, and will continue to forgo driving for as long as she lives in California


  1. Hahaha! Oh good we can take MUNI together!

  2. I never thought you were a bad driver.


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