You win this round, human. You may be able to put me in your car and drive me to the mean doggy doctor to be poked and prodded. But I promise you this: You’ll be driving in first gear the whole way.
Shiftless
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He’s trying to look innocent and relaxed but that dog looks like a shifty character to me.
I wish I could switch gears into relaxation mode so easily…
This is how I drive in our town where the geniuses managing the town decided to reconstruct all the major roads at the same time.
Switching to gear 2 feels like speeding. Guess, when the company I work for wants to put an end to WFH. 🙂
I would need this dog to offer emotional support to me while I drive or just take over driving as it is.
I was driving on an interstate the other day when four things happened simultaneously:
1. I passed the last exit before the actual exit I wanted
2. The lady in my phone told me the exit I wanted was in seven miles
3. A light-up sign told me a wreck was blocking two lanes in five miles
4. My low fuel light came on
So I spent the next half hour of my life creeping along at walking pace with several thousand of my closest friends along a stretch of road with no shoulders, wondering if I was about to become Part of the Problem.
When I got to refuel, it took a tenth of a gallon less than the official capacity of my tank. By that point I might have needed two goldens.
Yikes! We call that coasting in on fumes. Glad you didn’t become Part of the Problem.
“Handing over 2 cute goldens to BFB” This was stressful even to read.
I feel ya.
Two years ago I had an apt by my office and I was on the highway when I realized that I had forgotten the exit number as I sailed past it.