I grew up with my dad scaring the crap out of us as we would make our way to visits at the grandparents house. He would weave in and out of traffic coming about a hair away from the car in front of us. Then, my mom at one point got something like 3 tickets (for speeding) in a week, kid you not. Then you have me. I just don't have patience for slow pokes. Get the hell out of my way. I'm in a hurry.
With how fast I drive, you would think I was always on time places, right. NO! That's the other thing about me. I'm late to practically everywhere I go. When I was in school, I would always be the last to walk into class. Every job I have had, LATE! I have been fortunate with my jobs cause they all put up with it. I'm just a good worker! :) Even my wedding I was late. My mom has joked around countless times that I'm gonna be late to my own funeral. So I have advised Paul that if I go before him, to make sure I'm late..LOL!! I think everyone would see the humor in that!
So, back to driving fast. In the 17 years that I've had my driver's license, I've only received 2 tickets. One for a California stop and the other for speeding, which was bullshit. The lady cop said I was going much faster than I know I was. Paul actually said that she was lying and he's the one that always tells me to slow down.
So, a couple weeks ago on my way to work, I found myself behind a bunch of slow pokes. UGH! I made my way,
The lady cop (what is it with lady cops pulling me over?) came up and asked for my stuff so I proceeded to pull it out for her. I explained I was confused why I got pulled over and she said she'd be with me in a moment. Once she came back, having an additional cop car behind hers, I asked why 2 cop cars and she said that was her partner who apparently saw the Oakley incident which I don't believe cause I'm always scanning for cops. Anyways, she explained that I shouldn't be driving as such and it doesn't matter if people are driving slow. Then proceeded to say that she had good news for me. "My partner thought you were a lot younger than what you are." Oh goody! Then don't give me ticket, is what I thought but before I even thought to say that out loud she continued to say that she wasn't going to cite me. Oh thank you!!!! But had one piece of information for me.......Slow down! No surprise!! :)
So, now that I think about this and knowing that I have picked up on such driving habits as my parents, I don't want Sabrina to pick up on this also. I know I need to learn to slow my butt down. I also notice that when I play rock, my foot tends to get heavy and when I play my smooth jazz, I let up a bit. Isn't it amazing how music can have such an effect on us like that?! So, for those of you who can relate to me and my "need for speed"....slow down! Life is too precious!