He awoke from yet another dream about eating laundromat pizza but this time he wasn’t hungry or sad. All he desired, was to know where he could wash his Chicken Car.
Then, like a gift from God there it was…
The Chicken Car Wash is an extra special place.
“Baby on board” read the diamond-shaped sign on the guy who cut me off in his stupid car. I suppose that this is his attempt at telling the world that he is a loving parent. Or perhaps this is his way of trying to control people’s behaviour on the road.
Whatever the case, I thought “what if I hated babies?” Wouldn’t this entice me to seek revenge on the baby on board? At that point the diamond-shaped sign would just be taunting me!!!
Or perhaps I’m reading it all wrong and he was announcing that he actually nailed a baby to a board… hence “baby on board”. In that case we could share in our distaste for babies if in fact I hated babies and he hadn’t cut me off.
But I don’t hate babies. I absolutely love babies. This guy’s diamond-shaped sign does nothing to change my driving behaviors.
By the way, I wrote this post in my notebook while driving with my knees after this asshole cut me off. Thinking back, perhaps he was the baby… metaphorically speaking.