when I hear someone calling my name from the hallway.
I looked up and saw one of my co-workers who I don't really know that well, other than to chit chat about food when we're heating up our respective lunches. I don't honestly know if I would recognize her outside of the office.
"Were you driving on the NY State Thruway on Sunday?" she asked me.
I was indeed.
"And were you driving in a Zipcar?"
Why the 2O questions, man?
"I totally saw you on the highway! I drove past you, realized it was you, and then hoped you'd catch up to me so I could wave!
But, you're a SLOW driver!"
I will have you all know I was doing 7O consistently the entire way. Not exactly crawling!
Either way, how the hell did she pick me out, on a highway of a zillion people? It's not like she knew I was going to be driving upstate in a big, conspicuous silver Outback with the name ZIPCAR emblazoned across the side of it.
Weird, right?
