To the Guy Who Rear-Ended Me on Ponce
Thanks for being so menschy. You, the friendly and upright driver of the Jeep that slid into my car near the Olmstead park, were still a nicer and more responsible driver than many of the other mooks I wrestled with on the way from Stone Mountain to Midtown. The car’s fine, ’cause I took my foot off the break when I saw you sliding toward me, so no worries.
Would that every collision did reaffirm my confidence and appreciation for my fellow drivers.
Brake
Not break
Maigh will have you believe that all Jeep drivers are this nice. Don’t believe her.
Paulie — TroubleMaker
Too true, CM. I find that using Ecto to blog makes me lazy, ’cause it’s got spellchecking. When I do my own spellchecking, I think I write more carefully.