Not yet a member? No problem!
Sign-up just takes a second.
Forgot your password?
Recover it now.
Already signed up?
Log in now.
Forgot your password?
Recover it now.
Not yet a member? No problem!
Sign-up just takes a second.
Remember your password?
Log in now.
4 Comments
JustSayingjokingly says...See, life's just not fair. This kinda stuff never happens to me even though I have duct tape, plastic bags and a battery powered saw in my glovebox, like, all the time! I prepared for this!
articiansays..."It's just a live-stream, I'm not recording a video"
<facepalm>
CrushBugsays...OMG, this reminds me of the time I accidentally picked up a prostitute.
3 jobs ago, one of my co-workers took the bus along the route I drove each morning. After talking about it, we agreed that I would stop in this parking lot near where she would transfer bus routes and I could give her a ride to work. I would wait a few minutes and if she was there I would give her a ride, otherwise I would just head to work. I ended up giving her a ride about 2 or 3 mornings each week, so that worked out.
One morning, I was stopped in the parking lot and the door opened and this strange woman sat down. I looked at her and she asked me some weird question (don't remember) and I just said that I didn't think I was her ride and that I was waiting for someone else. She apologized and got out. I remember thinking that she was wearing some odd clothing for the fall and how cold it was this morning, but whatever. I dress like an idiot most times, so I am not going to judge someone's high-heels, shorts, ridiculously short jacket, and overly large earrings. My co-worker didn't show that morning, so I drove to work.
It was about 10 minutes later, during the drive, that I realized that I had almost picked up a prostitute that morning.
Digitalfiendjokingly says...Yeah, "accidentally"...
OMG, this reminds me of the time I accidentally picked up a prostitute.
Discuss...
Enable JavaScript to submit a comment.