Tonight, I couldn’t take it any longer. The planes had been flying overhead and I couldn’t stand it so I took a drive.
You see, I live very near a Naval Air Station where the planes take off and land. About 60 percent of the time, it’s a quiet little neighborhood but when “the air wing comes in” it’s almost unbearable. Tonight was just too much and I had to get away.
I was trying to watch TV and it seemed that whenever a joke went off a plane was flying overhead. It’s okay when I can read the close captioning but not all shows provide this service so it gets a little old hearing the build-up of a joke and then not fully hearing the punch line.
So I took a drive. I originally went out looking for either ice cream or beer. I figured I’d just go someplace quiet and eat my ice cream or drink my beer. Turns out neither one happened – I just drove.
I pull up next to this little silver car (at least it looked silver in the dim light) and – naturally – I look over at whoever is sitting in the car.
It is at this point in the story that I must tell you that I mowed my lawn when I got home from work and still have not showered. My hair is a mess. Back to the story.
So I look over at the passengers in the small silver foreign car and it’s two hotties. Passenger seat has brown hair tied into a ponytail. Driver’s seat has blonde hair that’s wavy. At some point both women look over at me (I call them women though they looked barely old enough to hold that title) and I quickly turned to check the status of the light and then turn back.
They’re both looking down toward Passenger Seat’s knees. Huge question mark on my face. Then Driver’s Seat then turns on the cockpit light and pulls a map closer to her face. Light is still red. They look over at me again. I act like I’m not watching them but I really am.
Light is still red but they pull forward slightly and roll down their window. I roll my window down. They pull forward a little more. “Can you tell me where XXX Street is?” they shout. Uh, I’m NOT deaf.
“Yea” comes this voice from out of nowhere. Apparently, while I WASN’T watching them, a Jeep with two young turks has pulled along side me and was ACTUALLY watching them. Light turns green. I take off. I see in my rear-view mirror that they are still trying to get directions from the guys in the Jeep.
Then I take a shortcut through a neighborhood to get to a main road. There’s some traffic so I wait for it to clear. Let me see if I can explain this: I’m at a 4-way stop. I’m at the south end of the 4-way. There are cars coming from the east and from the west of me. The cars to the east clear, just waiting for those from the west. There is one lone straggler so I pull out in to the road in anticipation that this person is going to go right by my.
What does she do? She pulls into the turn lane and wants to make a u-turn, thereby blocking me in my position with my ass hanging out. Luckily there was no traffic but it was a harrowing few seconds while she waited for this one car coming from the east to pass. I was prepared to settle in the middle of the intersection and wait for them to pass but with the addition of this ‘obstacle’ I had to wait for her before I proceeded.
You know, it was just frustrating – the whole night. I could sit here and give you several instances but you’ll just have to trust me… I was annoyed.
Blurgh!
You see, I live very near a Naval Air Station where the planes take off and land. About 60 percent of the time, it’s a quiet little neighborhood but when “the air wing comes in” it’s almost unbearable. Tonight was just too much and I had to get away.
I was trying to watch TV and it seemed that whenever a joke went off a plane was flying overhead. It’s okay when I can read the close captioning but not all shows provide this service so it gets a little old hearing the build-up of a joke and then not fully hearing the punch line.
So I took a drive. I originally went out looking for either ice cream or beer. I figured I’d just go someplace quiet and eat my ice cream or drink my beer. Turns out neither one happened – I just drove.
I pull up next to this little silver car (at least it looked silver in the dim light) and – naturally – I look over at whoever is sitting in the car.
It is at this point in the story that I must tell you that I mowed my lawn when I got home from work and still have not showered. My hair is a mess. Back to the story.
So I look over at the passengers in the small silver foreign car and it’s two hotties. Passenger seat has brown hair tied into a ponytail. Driver’s seat has blonde hair that’s wavy. At some point both women look over at me (I call them women though they looked barely old enough to hold that title) and I quickly turned to check the status of the light and then turn back.
They’re both looking down toward Passenger Seat’s knees. Huge question mark on my face. Then Driver’s Seat then turns on the cockpit light and pulls a map closer to her face. Light is still red. They look over at me again. I act like I’m not watching them but I really am.
Light is still red but they pull forward slightly and roll down their window. I roll my window down. They pull forward a little more. “Can you tell me where XXX Street is?” they shout. Uh, I’m NOT deaf.
“Yea” comes this voice from out of nowhere. Apparently, while I WASN’T watching them, a Jeep with two young turks has pulled along side me and was ACTUALLY watching them. Light turns green. I take off. I see in my rear-view mirror that they are still trying to get directions from the guys in the Jeep.
Then I take a shortcut through a neighborhood to get to a main road. There’s some traffic so I wait for it to clear. Let me see if I can explain this: I’m at a 4-way stop. I’m at the south end of the 4-way. There are cars coming from the east and from the west of me. The cars to the east clear, just waiting for those from the west. There is one lone straggler so I pull out in to the road in anticipation that this person is going to go right by my.
What does she do? She pulls into the turn lane and wants to make a u-turn, thereby blocking me in my position with my ass hanging out. Luckily there was no traffic but it was a harrowing few seconds while she waited for this one car coming from the east to pass. I was prepared to settle in the middle of the intersection and wait for them to pass but with the addition of this ‘obstacle’ I had to wait for her before I proceeded.
You know, it was just frustrating – the whole night. I could sit here and give you several instances but you’ll just have to trust me… I was annoyed.
Blurgh!