Sunday evening Studly Doright and I decided to go out for dinner at our favorite Asian restaurant in Tallahassee. The place was really busy, but they were still maintaining social distancing protocol. We had a nice meal and didn’t linger since others were waiting for a table.
We walked out of the restaurant and I hesitated on the sidewalk because the driver of a pickup truck was maneuvering to back into a spot adjacent to the path we needed to take to get to our own vehicle.
Studly said, “Why’d you stop?
Me: Because there’s no curb and I don’t want him to back over me.
Studly praised me. You see he’s always saying I have awareness issues. “Maybe you’re learning something after all these years.”
The pickup came to a complete stop and Studly and I continued on to our Lincoln SUV. Well, Studly did. I tried to get into a similarly colored Chevy van. So much for conquering my awareness issues. Sheesh.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Well, one out of two isn’t bad!
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I’m making progress. Maybe…
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I once got into a car parked beside ours in which Jackie was waiting for me. I’m not sure who was most surprised – me, Jackie, or the woman in her own driving seat 🙂
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Lol! Mutual shock.
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Reblogged this on Disablities & Mental Health Issues.
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You’re still awesome!!! But chivalry has a greater purpose…allow Studly to lead the way and open the car door for you so you’re sure to get in the right vehicle. “Oh, Studly. How would I ever manage without you?”
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Ha! He’d think I’d lost my mind!!!
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That was a classic story! Two steps forward and one step back. You made me laugh. Thank you! John
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Thank you! When I realized what I’d done I laughed for at least a full minute. That’ll teach me to get cocky.
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I’ve always been a Chevy kinda gal, too…
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Lol! It was nice van! But it was locked. Good thing, too because I’d have gotten right in.
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If you had to choose, trying to get into the wrong car over getting run over is always the way to go.
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I like your reasoning.
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😉
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