That's what burst out of my mouth tonight, at the driver of a car that I had just gotten into...a car that wasn't the one that I was supposed to have gotten into!
I'm actually not sure what I meant by "you're not you!", I think I meant to say "You're not Meg!", I don't know why "you" came out instead. Try to imagine the shock and look of horror on my face (and the driver's!) when I jumped into a stranger's car.
If you're done laughing at me, want to hear the story?
Meg and I had dinner plans, and she called to say that she was 3 minutes away, so I went downstairs to wait for her to pick me up. Then a car pulled up, looking just like her car, and pulled over to the side walk. There was a long line of cars behind this one, so I ran over, opened the passenger door, noticed that she hadn't bothered to clear off the front seat for me (messy girl!) and hopped in...
Then I looked over and panicked! It wasn't Meg!!!!! I had just invaded some poor woman's car! (and insulted her cleanliness in my head!)
I bolted out of there faster than the speed of light, my heart pounding and my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
The people in the car behind her laughed at me.
But its ok, I laughed at me too. (once I stopped feeling stupid and panicky). And now you can laugh with me.
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