I had a great workout this morning. Coming on back to the main drag in town to go to the post office I got behind what I now see had to have been an impaired driver. I don't know what her problem was but she sure had one. Of course, NO signals whatsoever to indicate the erratic turns and lane changes she was making at a blazing 20 mph on the 4 lane divided main road thru town. She was not very young nor at the other end of the spectrum. She was just acting strangely.
The finale occurred when she started drifting into the turn lane at her top speed of 20 mph and finally made a decision to get into it. Stopped at the green light..finally moved to turn and then what did she do? She started pulling into the parking slots outside of a drugstore on the side street we both had turned onto and then, as I started to go around her she suddenly changed her mind and pulled directly out into the traffic lane ( the front of my car) again, and apparently she decided to make a U turn across 3 lanes of opposing traffic. What the heck????
I did indicate to her that I found this irrational and vaguely upsetting.
Then I got into the P.O. where the one only clerk was helping a couple with their package. It was 15 minutes, my friends, fifteen minutes she used as she passed the time o' day with them...did the usual "need any stamps, envelopes, stickers, greeting cards" (no, really...she did) and then taped up their package for them very thoroughly while the rest of us languished in varying stages of Salavadore Dali reinactments of drooping time pieces. Then she disappeared into the back reaches of the building and re-emerging, she FINALLY indicated that we who were waiting in stages of despair were allowed to advance to the coveted place at the counter whereupon I presented my little envelope to get the proper postage affixed. Bam! Done. Next?
And how was your day? You know what they say though; if this is the worst thing that happens to ya, you've got it made. :-)