So, part of my job is to travel from school to school within Loudoun County Virginia to help students with hearing impairment...I see a lot of crazy things.
Today I saw a man with a nose hair trimmer trimming his nose hairs in the car.
Yesterday, I could have sworn I saw a dead dear in the back of a station wagon, but on a better look it was a grocery bag...but the car was filled almost to the roof with crap. I can't say my car is clean, but at least I start to think about cleaning it out once I get to lay 3 of stuff...
What would you do?:
Stop at a stop light behind a taxi-mini-van. Next to you in front is a Maryland driver followed by a big white truck (not 18 wheeler, but big enough). I know that there's a cop stop point ahead about 1/2 a mile...
So, I start thinking the strategy...
Amazingly Mr. Taxi takes off when the light changes, but the "take off" is only good for the first 100 feet (if that) and then he slows because of the hill (oh the hill: a slight incline that will make any employed driver slow down). Good thing for me, Mr. Marylander hasn't noticed the light has changed. (go figure). So, up and around I go looking like I'm flying by Mr. Taxi, but really, I'm still 5 mph below the speed limit. Thankfully I pass and get out of everyone's way well before passing Mr. Cop on the side of the road. He looked at me, then realized I was really only going 40 mph, not the 120 that it looks like when compared to Mr. Taxi and Mr. Maryland. VICTORY!!!
See, my blog isn't going to be all that interesting...just musings of this woman traveling through LoCo!
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