The following contribution is from a loyal reader and past guest blogger. Everyone's Entitled to My Reader's Opinion as well. For the sake of anonymity she is now Charley from Charlotte. Enjoy....
What is it about travelling that makes us obsessed with "making good time"??
And let's be honest....when we say making good time, we mean it in the literal sense of down to the very minute!! We don't round up or down, we say we were on the road at 9:10am exactly and pulled into the driveway at 10:59am!! Great time!! Excellent time!
So what's with the obsession?
Does someone care? Is someone giving us an award at the end of the trip? Is there a finish line where people cheers us as we cross? Or is it the simple satisfaction of knowing we "made great time"??
And while we're being honest, if we didn't make good time you can damn well be sure to hear WHY we didn't make good time.
Traffic. Some jackass in the fast lane. Damn kid had to stop to go to the bathroom (oh wait...a good driver would stop the time-clock due to kids...UNLESS they still made great time with the clock running...then you would hear all about it"!!)
It’s annoying.
For the record, the other day, I made "great time" driving to my friend Cheryl’s!!! Both there adn back!
Take that you jackass in the fast lane!!
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