So I’m just getting to work and I call my husband. He’s on the road also (like he always is). Today he has a ride-along trainee with him.
He gets cut off or something and yells “Idiot!” to the other driver. It's very loud and it makes me jump a little (I'm sensitive to that sort of thing).
The ride along guy asks if he was calling me an idiot.
My husband responds, “Naw, dude. I like waking up alive and in one piece.”
And he knows.
Because I’m a Paralegal and a Writer. That means I can orchestrate a really creative scenario and also come up with a plausible alibi.
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