Women Drivers

My name is Bob.

This morning I was headed to my office. While driving on Waco Drive near Valley Mills, I looked over my shoulder to the left and there was a woman in a brand new Nissan 350Z with her face up next to the rear view mirror putting on her eye makeup. I looked away for a few seconds, and when I looked back there she was, passing me and halfway over in my lane, still working on her eye liner.

It scared me so badly I dropped my electric shaver, which knocked the Krispy Kreme out of my other hand. In all the confusion of trying to straighten out the car with my knees against the steering wheel, I KNOCKED MY CELL PHONE AWAY FROM MY EAR WHICH FELL INTO THE STARBUCKS COFFEE between my legs, splashed and burned BIG BOB and the TWINS, stained the financial report I was reading, ruined the phone and disconnected an important call.

DAMN WOMEN DRIVERS!