Drag Queen

Last week I was leaving my place of work, driving to lunch, when I heard a terrible, awful noise. I knew it was coming from my car, which has been having all sorts of problems lately. For example, the heat doesn't work.

Anyway, instead of investigating, I got on the phone with Mr. Bossy immediately and was like "Something is REALLY wrong with my car. It's making a horrible noise.... oh wait, hold on, it's changing. Wait, it stopped".

So, I look in the rearview mirror and what do I see? One of those orange traffic cones. I had been dragging it for a few blocks, and finally dislodged it. Needless to say, I just kept on driving in my noise-free car.

After I returned to work, I had to go on an errand with my boss. As we passed where I had dislodged the cone, I was like "Hey, there's my cone!" He made me get out of the car and get it and hold it in my lap until we got back to work.

Lesson learned: don't confess to stupid stuff like that.