So, I am sitting at a red light this morning when I glance over to the truck on my left. The driver gives me the “look.”
You know the look of which I speak; the look that says, “Let me take you for a ride.” The look that undresses you and makes you feel slightly vulnerable.
Well thanks to extremely long red light, time seemed to freeze. Then his rear-view mirror caught my attention. Draped across the mirror were several (I would guess 50 or so) strands of Mardi Gras beads.
Which left me wondering….
a.) Do those beads belong to this guy’s wife/girlfriend? If so, why is he making lewd gestures in my direction? My mind never shuts off and is often flying on various tangents… Now I want to know what his home life is like:
- Is he getting any at home?
- Is he one of those fools who creeps even though his wife is wonderful?
- Is his wife living on life support and unable to … ?
b.) Does this dude flash his boobies to collect the beads?
c.) Does this dude carry strands of beads in case some woman decides to flash her boobies for him?
or more than likely…
d.) The dude was just making weird faces because he had eaten something bad and also had something in his eye… He probably didn’t even notice I was looking at him.
… and then the light turned green and I was off chasing another tangent….