I am not a patient driver. I believe that I suffer from road rage on a daily basis. I have a real problem with drivers who camp out in the left hand lane on the interstate doing about 45. While they are thinking about their reign in their private kingdom, I am usually riding their ass, cussing away. Yes, I tailgate. That being said, as I was traveling to Atlanta, weaving around these shit heads in the left lane, bellowing along with Counting Crows, I started to get real annoyed with a sedan in front of me. I noticed that Mr. Driver was more interested in his passenger's story than in keeping his eyes on the road. So of course my attention turns to Mr. Passenger. Whatever he was saying had to be good because he was very animated! I started to wonder what in the hell happened. Mr. Passenger was moving his arms and hands around like a group of Italian mothers. And I thought I talked with my hands.
After a minute or two I started to tire of Mr. Passenger and his hands and started to get even more annoyed with Mr. Driver. Get your slow ass out of the passing lane! We pulled up to a red light in Anniston and again my attention was diverted to Mr. Passenger (short attention span, I know), when all of a sudden I had an epiphany! Mr. Passenger was deaf!!! Mr. Driver was trying to divert his attention from the road so that he could follow Mr. Passenger! WTF!!!
Who in their right mind tries to carry on a conversation with a deaf person WHILE DRIVING?
Of course I am now wishing I had paid attention to that "how to learn sign language" link Harmonica sent me a couple of months ago. I'm dying to know what Mr. Passenger was talking about!
p.s. - it wasn't so much of an epiphany; I saw Mr. Driver answer/comment Mr. Passenger
1 comment:
unless the passenger was a toddler, the sign language link I sent prob would not have helped you. I doubt they were talking about balls or bears or going potty...but then again youy never know.
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