I Don't Think So, TexasT's...
So I've been walking briskly down four blocks to catch the bus most afternoons lately. Sounds good doesn't it?
But I suppose if I'm smoking at the time, that negates any health benefit I hope to derive from it.
Sense Of Irony?
As I was pulling out of the Park and Ride this evening, I noticed a Mercedes Coupe with the hood up. As I went by, I noticed the driver coming around from the far side with a pair of jumper cables. Don't Mercedes' have automatic everything? Like headlights that turn off automatically? I probably should have stopped, as I vaguely remember seeing those lights on as l pulled in this morning.
But I didn't.
Why? Well, I've been slugging between Katy and downtown Houston, since about 1999, and in my experience, most of the GUYS that drive expen$ive german car$, are the rudest, most arrogant, and selfish drivers in town. Would he have stopped for me if l was broken down? Probably not. <Edit - For those that may not know - In Metro parlance, slugs are people who ride with bodysnatchers instead of paying full fare on the bus. Bodysnatchers are people who snatch bodies off of Metro busses and take them home in their car so as to be able to use the HOV lane.>
So why do I feel guilty?
Dunno - I'd like to say, "Maybe a lifetime of taking the high road where this kind of stuff is concerned." But I can't. But I have spent most of my adult life trying to always do the right thing. I don't always succeed at that. As a matter of fact, I hardly ever do.
But still, it ain't a bad thing to aspire to, is it?
I should have turned around.
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