The quieter you become the more you can hear ~ Ram Dass



Saturday, August 7, 2010

Saturday Centus #14

It's Saturday Centus again - in a nutshell, Jenny Matlock gives us a prompt from either herself or a guest submitter and then we have to write 100 or words less related to the prompt (the prompt doesn't count toward the 100 words)  Then link it up to her blog.  It's open until the following Saturday, so that means you have all week to participate by either reading or writing a Centus. http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%20Centus   This is true story lol. 


Objects in the rear view mirror are closer than they appear but he's oblivious to it and doesn't care.

  
I hate it when we're on a two lane road.  It's like he's leading a caravan.  "Can't you go at least a couple of miles above the speed limit'?

"No" he says.  "If you don't like the way I drive, get a license".

"Touche", I think to myself.  If he's said that to me once he's said it a thousand times.  I know he's right but I'm just too afraid. 

Finally, we turn onto a four lane street and people pass us and relief sets in.  Until the next time.  

24 comments:

linda said...

Good little twist there.

cj Schlottman said...

Viki, This is a great take on the prompt. I can empathize with you about two-lane roads, (not to mention the back seat driver)!

Thanks..........cj

Koby said...

I love the "slice of life" ness of this post...great job!

Bookie said...

Very good job this morning! I can feel her fear...of his driving, of facing the learning herself.

Sue said...

Can't wait to find out why she's too afraid to get a license....

=)

Sue said...

In other words, you left me wanting more...

The definition of writing success, right?

=)

Jenners said...

As someone who had been behind such a caravan, I beg you "Please get your license!!!" HAHA! Love your take on the prompt.

June Freaking Cleaver said...

This conversation would probably be in my husband's head if I were behind the wheel...except he has his license.

He, on the other hand, is the one riding the bumper of the car in front of him...as the spittle from his rant hits the windshield.

RockiBottom said...

So real! and the very reason I avoid two lane highways.

5thsister said...

I think I've been behind this fellow a time or two! LOL! This was very well crafted.

lissa said...

nice take on SC, although I am not at all that familiar with driving but I think people on the passenger seats always seems to want to drive

Malisa said...

Better yet...take the tollway...stay out of our way! :)

Malisa

Anna said...

Very good. I am here to see how you all are doing this before I give it a try.
Bets wishes,
Anna

Vicki said...

HaHa Viki. No license? Probably a good thing cause you'd for sure go s.l.o.w.e.r

Love your true life stories :)

easternsparkle said...

So it's him we drove behind this summer - very good!!

jfb57 said...

I know just how frustrating it is driving with someone who pootles! Great post!

Kat said...

Could you ask him to leave a bit later each morning? Because I'm pretty sure I'm behind him every day on my way to work! Great take on the prompt, very clever. Kat

Tgoette said...

LOL! This brought out the ire in the leadfoot in me! Well done!

~Lissa said...

Ooh. I can't stand driving behind slow people and I can't stand being in the car that is the slow one even more. I can totally relate to that last line, "relief sets in." Good job!

Cheryl said...

Got a good chuckle out of this one. Reminds me of my father-in-law!

Terra said...

a good little giggle- loved the touche!

jeff campbell said...

I drive the speed limit and am perfectly fine with...lets face it, life can get pretty fast and crazy on its own. Nice post...Peace

Tina said...

haha i have a friend thats the same car worrier as you. drives me mad!;)

like how you used a real story there.

Jenny said...

Nice use of the prompt. I love "backseat" drivers. Maybe because I often am one.

I'm usually a front seat braker! Yea, I can slam down that invisible brake pedal with the best of them.

This was fun.