I once went to a conference as a vendor and they hired a temp to go with us to do a lot of the grunt work and had him drive the van there and back. He would drive under the speed limit in the left lane. When I couldn’t take it anymore and finally said something, he said, “I like driving in the left lane!”
They had to practically hold me back from strangling him.
I once went to a conference as a vendor and they hired a temp to go with us to do a lot of the grunt work and had him drive the van there and back. He would drive under the speed limit in the left lane. When I couldn’t take it anymore and finally said something, he said, “I like driving in the left lane!”
They had to practically hold me back from strangling him.
I’m much calmer these days.
Because your wish was granted, right?
He left my presence still breathing, but I assume someone else has strangled him by now.