Archive for August, 2006
Running Red Lights
I ran two red lights in the past twenty-four hours. One was an hour ago. The other was on my way home from dinner with a client and his girlfriend.
In both instances, I had a passenger in the car. So, when I ran a red light for the second time on the way to the airport to drop her off, she kind of asked in a marvelously relaxed voice, “Face, what are you doing? The light is red.”
What happened?
On the way to the airport I was paying attention to the wrong things. The same was true last night. My friend told me I stopped at the light and then proceeded through it, as if it were a stop sign.
In both cases, alcohol was NOT involved. But, who needed booze?…
