About 2 months ago, I had a 7:00 p.m. listing apointment meeting, about 20 miles from my home...I almost called to cancel and I should have......but I didn't. I had the worst case of indigestion in my life.......during the meeting my stomack make so much noice....it was truly embarrassing.....something was truly wrong down there.
On the way back, 5 miles from my home it happen.......
My body said we are getting rid of this stuff right NOW!!!......My brain said we can't do that here.
We need a the bathroom NOW.....just then the traffic slowed........to 15 mph.
If I could have pulled of the road at that minute and "gone" I would have......but I was in the far right hand lane of a 3 lane highway, bumper to bumper.
I was sure I was going crap my pants.........I was screaming.......and praying to every god I know and some I didn't.
Just then the traffic opened up.............I got off the highway...........I was 10 blocks from my home.
I happened to get behind some old lady driving 5 mph.........."HAAAAAAAA... SHHHHHIIIIIIIIITTTTTTT.... I cursed, I screamed and I laid on THE HORN.........I finally passed her going about 60 mph.......and ran two stop signs......parked in my garage.........ran to the elevator.......I almost "lost it" waiting for it......... ran down the hall.......hit the door...........I was screaming the whole way...............I almost made it too................I was the biggest mess I ever had to clean up in my life....almost yaked twice.
The moral of the story is this..........sometimes things are not always what they seem......That people in "Road Rage" are not always some insane crack heads........sometimes they are nice middle aged business men, who can't eat sourkraut and beer together........or they might be some young man trying to get his poor wife to the hospital..............so be kind to the crazies.
New Boy
