I want a chauffeur. I really do. I am not the best driver in the world, and funny enough I get super pissed off by people who clearly can’t drive… I have horrible road rage.
But seriously, I often wonder what people are thinking when they get behind the wheel of their cars. Like “Oh, this is a good place for me to put on my makeup because I couldn’t get up maybe 20 minutes earlier to do that…”
Or “Digging for gold in my nose at the stoplight knowing that I don’t have tinted windows and everyone can see me pick my nose and then flick my boogers sounds like a GREAT idea.”
But apparently, at least according to my husband, I don’t necessarily follow Road Rules either.
He has informed me that I should invest in tinted windows so that people can’t see me singing and dancing in my car.
I’ve said before how music runs through my veins, right? Well this means that when alone in the car I am unable to listen to my music at a level lower than a 20 and I just can’t… can’t stop my body from moving.
Windows up or down.
Oh and you? That person that pulled up next to me at the light and is looking at me like I’m a mad person?
Fuck off dude.
If I see someone jammin’ out in their car (and when I say jammin’ out I mean my hands and body are going- there is a party in my car) my first thought is “What is she listening to? Is that on the radio? I need to find that station!” That’s it.
So I gently informed my husband that if people don’t like the sight of me singing at the top of my lungs and dancing in my car… tough cookies. At 6:45 a.m. when I’m in my car on the way to work, if I need to listen to Drake or Black Eyed Peas or Gaga or Lil’ Wayne to get me psyched for my work day, you betta believe I’m gonna do that. If you wanna drag your sorry ass to work in a sour mood bitching and complaining again about another day? That’s your business. That’s just not how I roll.
And I know I’m not alone because frankly one of my best friends ever Marita loves loud music and singing in the car with the windows down.
Suck it weird guy.
Don’t stare at me cause your life sucks.
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