Here are the five words I didn't enjoy hearing after being rear-ended in a fender-bender this evening:
"Oh, I don't have insurance."
She said it so matter-of-factly. As if it's the norm. As one would say
1. "Oh, of course I don't eat meat," at a vegetarian party.
2. "Oh, I hate Bush, too," at a Democratic Party fundraiser.
3. "Oh, I was guilty, too," at a maximum security prison facility.
4. "Oh, I like dogs," at a meeting of the American Kennel Club.
5. "Oh, I use oxygen as a final electron acceptor, too," at a meeting of Aerobic Respirators Anonymous.
The one-word reply I wanted to give: "Bitch"
Instead, I left matters of yelling and cursing to my very-capable Spine: Zach. God, he comes in handy all the time.
Posted by James at November 13, 2005 09:31 PM