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Sunday, September 17, 2006

9/17/2006 02:18:00 PM - Making 11+ people late for work, 1 Nyra at a time

So Nyra and I drove in separately to work today since we both have our own appointments afterwork. (I go to pick up Freshness and we go to Martial Arts class. After work Nyra heads out to her meeting in Saginaw as well.) Anyway, Nyra took off not even a minute before me so I figured I could catch up with her and play a little leapfrog along the way. Be that as the original intention, I hit every conceivable stop light along the way out of town. Fun. Given the particulars (type of car, who is driving, etc...) I knew I could just catch up in no time. (Yeah, right!)

There's nothing like a pile cars in the fast lane going barely faster than the slow ones. Thinking this was a tad odd, I had a feeling I knew what was up since this was morning rush for work time on the freeway.


Almost 15 minutes into the drive just to confirm my suspicions, everything became crystal clear. In the last stretch of cars before the exit where we would have split, I find Nyra at the head of the pack keeping the last 11 cars back, making sure that everyone was going at least 5 mph under the speed limit. I'm sure it was a good time had by all. The funny part is when I finally get side by side with her she totally ignored me. I was honking, waiving my hands and everything else I could besides slamming into her.


Snob... :p LOL!


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