School Of The Road: Part 1

Two of my many (endless?) pet peeves are that

  • People are wimps… especially if it’s a younger person. Old wimps suck but young wimps really terrify me. If you’re a wimp as a kid you’re going to be a helpless Milquetoast at adulthood and the world doesn’t need any more of them!
  • On a road trip my family, presumably unintentionally, treats me like a chauffeur.

Let’s talk about the latter. Suppose you’re on a family outing. If you have luck like mine that’ll mean the transmission on your vehicle will implode on an empty road, at 2:00 am, in a blizzard, sixty miles west of nowhere. No biggie, if you’re like me you’ll manfully brave the elements, crawling around in the snow, fighting off deadly ice alligators, fix it with a piece of chewing gum, find your way back to civilization/the highway, and so on. In the meantime everyone else sits in the heated cab reading a paperback and looking bored.

A chauffeur gets a salary and a cool hat. I get squat. Fuck that!

So, as a road trip loomed I set out to kill two birds with one stone. A kid would be riding with me and I devised a plan to keep the kid involved (or at least awake) and maybe teach him something too.

Yeah, I’m a hero.

Stay tuned for how it turns out.

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0 Responses to School Of The Road: Part 1

  1. Anonymous says:

    So is this going to be another comedy post, like one about the logs, and the one about the wood splitter trailer tire? Or is this some serious ship?
    }:-]

  2. Rick C says:

    I’m going to go ahead and guess “not well.”

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