Speaking of goin’ for a ride… I remembered this little story today.

I had a business trip to make that was a little over a 2 hour drive. There were 3 of us going and given the travel directions for each employee, this was a two car trip. So the plan was I would hitch a ride with one co-worker going up and the ride back with our boss. Ok. This shouldn’t be too painful. I only have to ride with Sprinkles (a male straight coworker). I can handle this, right?

Yeah, it was one of the longest drives of my life. In the first place, I have a bit of a lead foot and Sprinkles does not. And, I learned Sprinkles only lists to AM radio. Oh… help me… and the channel Sprinkles listens to most is the weather. Ya know, where the computer generated voice repeats the weather report over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again and again and again and again and… oh sorry I was having a flashback.

So, there were are “rollin” up the interstate at least 5 mph UNDER the speed limit, jamming to the WEATHER REPORT, when Sprinkles says the following (prepare yourself):

“That guy has the most boring job.”

My brain slammed into my skull as I whipped my head around to see if he was joking. Please let him be joking. I didn’t think he was smart enough to pull off that kinda joke. Crap, he’s not joking. Oh Lord help me please.

It took every once of strength I had not to mouth the words “Help! I’ve been kidnapped” to a truck driver who was actually driving slower than Sprinkles. Figuring the boss would be mad if I ditched the meeting, I then had to talk myself out of reaching over to open the driver side door and push Sprinkles out into oncoming traffic. It was sooooo tempting and I’m pretty sure I could have justified the temporary insanity plea based on extreme stupidity to a manslaughter charge.

We finally make it to our destination and meet up with our boss. Sprinkles managed to dazzle us uttering more brilliance. My head is ready to explode.

After the meeting, I rode back with the boss starting our trip back with “Don’t ever ever ever lock me in a car with him again or I’ll end up in jail.” And then I told him about the most boring job in the world.

The boss is a good man. He never locked me in a car with Sprinkles again. Boss knows prison orange is not my color.