Running late as usual I dashed out of my house hoping I had everything I needed: lunch, phone, tampons and my IPOD. I turned on the radio to see what my NJ DJ was talking about today. I hoped he wasn’t bashing teachers, I was so sick of hearing it. To my surprise he was talking about a subject that I am all to familiar with: LEFT LANE DICKS!
You know, the people who hang out in the left lane that’s supposed to be for passing only. Well anyway, he was reading a piece on the LLD and it sounded so familiar. All of a sudden I realized that he was reading MY blog on Discourteous Richards: Alive And Well In NJ.
MY BLOG! I was so excited that I was smiling, clapping while driving with my knee and frankly, feeling a little superior. I was pleasantly surprised and shocked at the same time but so thrilled for my 15 minutes of fame.
I had a crummy 2 weeks before and I needed to smile, and boy was I smiling from ear to ear. Talking to myself and still clapping while I listened to people call in and bitch about the Left Lane Dicks in NJ, I was finally in a good mood.
I was sailing up the left lane on the GSP and passing car after car enjoying my driving freedom and my sense of accomplishment. My good mood was short-lived when some DB cut me off to get in the left lane and slow up like a typical Discourteous Richard.
The Left Lane Dick ruined my great mood – but I guess he is why I was in a good mood to begin with!
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