As I was leaving work tonight at 8:20 (roughly 12 hours after I left the house this morning, but sadly not 11 hours after I got to work as you might expect, due to a traffic jam. A traffic jam caused by the 17 accidents that happened because it was misty this morning. Sometimes I think they need to make the driving test harder, because driving in the mist really isn't all that hard. At least I got to have some fun -- I used my beloved Sidekick to send an email telling people I would be late for my 9:30 call. Am so very hip and 21st century.) I noticed I was parked near a car that is frequently still there on the nights when I work late.
It is a lovely red Porsche. It’s a Carerra and I’m really more of a [black] Boxster girl, but it occurred to me that it would be much easier to have high spirits when I come out of work at 8 pm if there were a fancy sports car waiting to comfort me after my long day.
Just a little something for my company to keep in mind if they ever have the urge to offer me some sort of exceptional compensation.
And yes, I know that will never happen.
