LJ Idol Week 4
“Nobody can ride your back if your back's not bent”
Hrmmm. I almost decided to take a bye on this one. But then, I started thinking about on my way home from work tonight. Some of my best thinking happens in two places: the shower and the car. Typically that's when I'm by myself, which is pretty frequent unless we're dubbing the car The Party Car, which is neither here nor there. Tangents, I'm taking you on them.
So. Until I was 29, I didn't have my driver's license. Yup, made it to 29 without getting it. I've been up and down the Eastern seaboard, been to Europe, graduated college, moved out of my parents' house, got engaged TWICE, and got married all before I got my driver's license. So I was always the one who needed a ride somewhere if I couldn't walk or take a bus there. It got a bit wonky when I started my job and was working afternoons and weekends. Which meant that my husband had to get up with me to get me to work.
Being without a car and a license for so long, I always made sure that I always had an escape plan, literal or otherwise. Even when it was just a needed lift home. Except for this one time, which I'm hoping I'll never have to discuss during the season of LJ Idol, I have always had an escape plan. It's been handy having a plan. I know that I'll always have a good way to get to a good place.
And it's made me into this person who tells friends and coworkers that if they ever need a ride home to just ask me. I've been the girl who depended on other people to get her places. I've been the girl that was stranded. It's a bit of a shitty position to be in sometimes. Everybody should be able to get to where they need to once in a while. Because I've depended on so many people in the past, I've actually lost count. So I'm paying it forward. I tell people it's because my mama raised me right, but it's not entirely true. Somewhere down the line, doing the right thing will enhance my good karma, and it'll ripple out to other people doing the decent thing once in a while and so on.
Not that I'm ever gonna pick up a hitchhiker. I do have a sense of self preservation. If you're just some strange person I've never seen before, I'm not letting you in my car. Ask to use the phone a friend option. Cause serial killers like just like normal people, so yeah, self preservation.
Hrmmm. I almost decided to take a bye on this one. But then, I started thinking about on my way home from work tonight. Some of my best thinking happens in two places: the shower and the car. Typically that's when I'm by myself, which is pretty frequent unless we're dubbing the car The Party Car, which is neither here nor there. Tangents, I'm taking you on them.
So. Until I was 29, I didn't have my driver's license. Yup, made it to 29 without getting it. I've been up and down the Eastern seaboard, been to Europe, graduated college, moved out of my parents' house, got engaged TWICE, and got married all before I got my driver's license. So I was always the one who needed a ride somewhere if I couldn't walk or take a bus there. It got a bit wonky when I started my job and was working afternoons and weekends. Which meant that my husband had to get up with me to get me to work.
Being without a car and a license for so long, I always made sure that I always had an escape plan, literal or otherwise. Even when it was just a needed lift home. Except for this one time, which I'm hoping I'll never have to discuss during the season of LJ Idol, I have always had an escape plan. It's been handy having a plan. I know that I'll always have a good way to get to a good place.
And it's made me into this person who tells friends and coworkers that if they ever need a ride home to just ask me. I've been the girl who depended on other people to get her places. I've been the girl that was stranded. It's a bit of a shitty position to be in sometimes. Everybody should be able to get to where they need to once in a while. Because I've depended on so many people in the past, I've actually lost count. So I'm paying it forward. I tell people it's because my mama raised me right, but it's not entirely true. Somewhere down the line, doing the right thing will enhance my good karma, and it'll ripple out to other people doing the decent thing once in a while and so on.
Not that I'm ever gonna pick up a hitchhiker. I do have a sense of self preservation. If you're just some strange person I've never seen before, I'm not letting you in my car. Ask to use the phone a friend option. Cause serial killers like just like normal people, so yeah, self preservation.