This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

July 23rd, 2010

There are some things you just can’t help but notice. Yesterday, a man eased to a stop as I was walking down the road with my dastardly wonderful teenage puppy. I was standing fairly close to the vehicle as it was windy and hard to hear. Right there, smack dab, holy-wow-this-is-prominent, was a calendar that I can only describe as a member of the pin-up style of calendars. Folks, what the July model was wearing was not what I would call a bathing suit. At all. I couldn’t even begin to imagine that it might have been a bathing suit before someone got crazy with the scissors and cut 99% of it away.

Why do you need a pin-up calendar on the dash of your vehicle? Wait…I don’t want to know. I’m going to stop now, because this is teetering dangerously close to the edge of AWKWARD.

By the way, it is illegal to talk or text on cell phones and drive in the state of Washington. Which means, you know, yes…besides, he was also drinking a beer. It’s because of people like him that we can’t have nice things.

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