Killing Me Softly With His Car

Calling All Cars, Calling All Cars
Grandpa and Grandma are headed east on Interstate 64 towards the Tidewater area and they are considered dangerous. They are driving a green mini-van recklessly.

Seriously, Grandpa was in the AIRPORT ONLY lane (clearly marked for miles and miles but people are so damn dumb they stay in that lane until, like, oh my god, this lane is for the airport and then they careen out into the middle lane) speeding along and then got into the lane right behind me. I couldn’t see the grille of his car because he was so close to me, traveling faster than I was and he just missed my bumper as he hauled ass over into the fast lane which, no surprise, is where he should have been in the first place. Perhaps he and granny were late for their double funeral. Because they are seriously not going to live much longer driving like that.


I am on a committee at work where we have to watch 5 web-conferencing software vendors present their wares and then we decide which company gets our business. We’re looking at it from a distance learning perspective so you can hold a class and people from all over can join the class. In yesterday’s presentation the presenter was in Canada and we had people online from our Qatar location. Everything about that presentation was great. There was no real sense of delay in video or audio. I was impressed. Today’s presenters were Frick and Frack and I have no idea if their software is worthwhile because their presentation was so horrible. I was pleased to fill out my evaluation sheets on both. One to praise and one to flame.

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1 Response to Killing Me Softly With His Car

  1. Amy says:

    Makes the decision easy when one presentation is awesome and another sucks.

    Hope you have a nice weekend and stay away from old people driving cars!!! :-)

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