Thursday, March 29, 2007

When I Hear Old-Timers Tell Tales

Sigh.

When I hear old-timers at work, tell me stories about how they used to pool their change together and be able to drive around all day and night off of that small collection? I can feel the veins in my head pulsing, like a character in a manga that is about to lose it.

3 Comments:

Blogger BeckEye said...

I really miss driving...until I see that nonsense.

Thu Mar 29, 08:14:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Writeprocrastinator said...

Becka,

And somehow, I'll bet cabbies around the Tri-state area miss your terms of endearment and your middle fingers.

Thu Mar 29, 08:20:00 PM PDT  
Blogger BeckEye said...

You've been tagged, Mr. Touchy. :)

Fri Mar 30, 09:20:00 AM PDT  

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