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It's bad enough to see people with a cell phone stuck to their ear while driving with one hand (unless it has a cup of coffee in it as well).
But my wife is worse when it comes to calling me. We drove out to Lake Elsinore today to drop her off at a friend's parent's home. Tomorrow morning they are driving up to St. George, Utah for a week (her friend lives up there and she will fly back to Long Beach from Las Vegas next Wednesday).
Anyway, it took us a little over an hour to get to Lake Elsinore going East on the 91 Freeway then South on the I-15 Freeway to the house. We left North Long Beach at noon and got there about a quarter after one.
I visited for a few minutes but wanted to get home before the Freeway traffic got too heavy. I made only one 3 minute stop at the Lake Elsinore airport to take a look at 3 old DC-3 Airplanes there in their plain aluminum brush finish (and no camera with me - darn it).
I left their house at about 1:40 PM. Sure enough, about a half hour later at arouond 2:05 my wife calls me on the cell phone and asks, "Where are you? Are you home yet?"
I answered, "I'm westbound on the 91, coming up to the 55 and doing 70 miles and hour."
She thought I would be home in less than half the time it took us to get there?
GAWD I hate that Motorola Razer/Verizon "LEASH" she bought for me. I've got a Blue Tooth ear piece for it but didn't bring it along for such a short trip. Besides, I've forgotten how to set it up again anyway.
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