Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Bad day, bad driver

One thing I regret: Accidentally hitting that man's truck with my car this morning while taking my daughter to school.  We're okay, but my car (and my insurance rate) isn't.  

I don't know why I'm such a bad driver.  I explained to my daughter that when she turns 16 in a few years, she can have the car and just take me to work and back, because I'm quitting driving.


  1. Have you always been a bad driver?

    1. Yes. Well, no. Well, I don't think I was really a bad driver, I was just inattentive. Okay, so maybe that was bad. I'd be thinking about something, or looking at something...
      I always joked about quitting driving but I never thought it would really happen. Turns out all you have to do is be institutionalized, and bam! I haven't driven since, LOL!