Tuesday, November 14, 2006


I was sitting in traffic today and as I was sitting and pondering, the car door in front of me opened and the driver bent over and released a globule of spit onto the tarmac.

When traffic started moving again, I just could not get myself to drive my car over this ball of spit. So I changed lanes, in heavy traffic mind you, in order to avoid the spit, thereby creating a minor traffic backup behind me in the process.

I am not sure why I didn't want to drive over the spit. I have driven over other nasty stuff such as dead squirrels, deer body parts, horse manure and so on. But I just didn't feel like getting that spit on my wheels.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

If you had seen the horse shitting on the road or a person running over a squirrel, you probably would not have wanted to drive over them either. Just a hunch.

I would have changed lanes, driven past the car, and spit in its trail. It would have continued till one of us ran out of spit.