Okay, so I just wanted to sound like a pirate for a moment. I actually read a book about pirates that stated they NEVER said "argh" (for research purposes...book three was to be about a pirate, but I made him a whiskey smuggler instead). Another Hollywood misconception (kinda like the fact that William Wallace wore a kilt...NOT).
Speaking of misconceptions, how many people out there tend to judge others without even realizing it? Maybe you base it on the clothes someone wears, the car they drive, the job they do, the color of their skin, their religious beliefs, sexual preference?
I know that I have been guilty of judging others, although I try to be open-minded, I try to be a kind person, I try to understand my fellow man...that is until I get behind the wheel of my car!
Good God...I turn into a raving lunatic when I drive. I say mean, horrible, nasty things to perfectly innocent strangers (at least I keep my windows up and never use hand gestures).
How many of you out there have said, while driving, "Am I the ONLY person who actually knows how to drive on the road today?"...How about the fact that it never fails, you get behind the slowest driver in a three state area (yes, I'm counting Texas, so for you Yankees, make that about fifteen states)?
Oh crap...I just called some of my fellow Americans Yankees...If you live in the south, it would be insulting to be referred to as a Yankee, hope you guys are all okay with that, I truly use it as a geographical descriptive term, not some non-pc geographical slur (and if you happen to be a literary agent from New York, I REALLY LOVE YANKEES...not the team of course, the people).
Aaaargh matey, I think I'll just go back to talking like a fictional pirate.
BTW, this is NOT the book I read for research, although I will admit to reading this particular, uh, work of fiction. I couldn't help it, I'm weak, what can I say (I highly recommend it, but only as a coffee table book...not so much for the content as much as the cover)!
:) Terri
On a side note, I finished a 5000 word short story and sent it in for a contest. I won't be posting it here though...it's a bit too NC-17 for my blog since my Mom pops in and reads it every once in a while!
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Gowd! I do that all the time when I'm driving. Once when I was stuck behind a slow poke and she was making all the same turns as me (I couldn't even pass her because we were on a city street) I finally called her a F-in idiot and told her to get the F out of my way. Yeah. I did it. I'm horrible, I know. But she was making me late for work. As it turned out, she was one of my coworkers and when she got out of the car she said, "Oh, hi Corinne." in an oh-so-knowing way (apparently she can read lips in the rear view mirror). I felt like a complete asshat. I've learned to curse at people with a smile now, while driving. ;)
PS. My dad was a Yankee - New Yorker born and bred. I was raised in the Southwest. So, what does that make me?
I call it having Highway Tourette's.
P.S. I tagged you with a Meme. :)
I'm still crazy this week...school shopping, supply shopping, grocery shopping...on and on it goes! I think when the kids go to school Tuesday (5 days and counting!) I'll probably just collapse.
BTW-Your NC-17 story? Whew...hot!
yes, I judge drivers all the time! I have to be very careful when the kids are in the car...
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