I sort of have to set this post up a bit. My car broke down the other night. The starter finally started it's last time. I am with out a vehicle. Not a horrible thing, but not great.
One of my trained monkeys was gracious enough to borrow me his moped. (His is the exact model and color of this one, only his has been wrecked a few times.) These things are a lot of fun to ride around. I am still a little scared of too much traffic and the sort. There is really nothing between you and the pavement!
So yesterday I put my purse and the deposit under the seat and head to the bank. I take all the back roads, I don't love driving it on the main streets. So I putter my little scooter to the bank. As I'm getting the bank bag out from the under seat compartment I notice a big shiny drill truck parked across the street. I go into the bank, the teller takes my bag. I wait. I glance at the door as someone enters. Not my lucky day! It's Pornstache! I hate when I run in to an EX! He smiles. I don't. My hands start shaking like a leaf. I don't have any feelings left for him, only anger and embarrassment. He played me for a fool, REAL BAD. I am willing the teller to get done so that I can make my escape. It is really hard to do the whole 'eat your heart out, look what you lost' thing, when you are on a beat up scooter. Finally I get to leave, at the same time as him. Damn. He holds the door for me, trying to be a gentleman. Your about 10 months too late dumb ass. I jump on my sweet ass ride and take off. The upshot is that he is still very beige in all aspects and he still has that silly Pornstache.-V
2 comments:
I love scooters, I have one too! it's in the garage, but because I live in the sticks, I never use it anymore. If I lived in the city, I'd use it every time I went out. Main roads are the best, and you can get away with stuff on a scooter, that would get you a ticket on a motor-bike.
I live in a small town with too many crazy farmers, every where you turn. They are really bad drivers and never watch the road. That's why I stick to the back roads. It's a great alternative to my SUV it only cost me $3.32 to fill the tank and that will last a week and a half. Very true about getting away with stuff. My trained monkeys and I terrorize our town on the sidewalks. You would think that I would be too old for that!? When you stop having fun, thats when you get old.-V
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