Harlan Wings

A collection of random dialogues between a group of friends discussing the facts of the not-so-teenage life.
~ Wednesday, January 27 ~
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Saboteur!

Aeras: Has it ever happened to you that on the days when you’re running late is when you tend to sabotage yourself?

Percy: Um… what?

Aeras: I don’t know if it was yesterday or the day before, but inexplicably I started running late for work. I was on the freeway and I sort of spaced out whilst driving. As you may know, I usually drive on the slow lane because my car doesn’t do more than 75 mph.

Harry: Isn’t that dangerous?

Percy: It’s probably illegal.

Aeras: Excuse me, but 45 mph is perfectly appropriate. I have bumped into drivers that are going way less than that.

Percy: Makes you wish you had one of those Batmobile bazookas attached to the sides of your car.

Harry: Don’t you usually shout at them that if they bought a skateboard they’d probably go faster?

Percy: It’s hard to shout things at people on the freeway. Works best when in the city.

Aeras: Anyway. Like I said, I was on the slow lane—

Percy: Right.

Aeras: —when suddenly I find myself driving down an off-ramp towards downtown.

Harry: Weren’t you going to school?

Aeras: Yes! I don’t understand how it happened. I had never ever in my life done something like that, and I had to start the day I was running late! Hasn’t something like this ever happened to you?

Percy: Sorry. I always pay attention where I’m going.

Harry: You do not! If anyone, I’m the one who’s the best driver here.

Percy: Signaling that you’re going to turn a left out of your driveway does not make you the best driver. Driving is a serious dog-eat-dog matter, OK? It requires knowing where your car is going to be at before it’s even there. It’s all about pre-mapping and mad reflexes.

Harry: Which I lack? Need I remind you that you’re the one who couldn’t shoot straight in Resident Evil 5?

Percy: What are you talking about? I so beat you at that. You’re just sore because you always end up designated-driving for some bunch of loser wannabes who don’t call you on your birthday.

Harry: I have never been a designated driver!

Percy: Oh, my God! Is that supposed to help your case? Not even your friends trust you behind the wheel! While they’re drunk!

Harry: That’s not—

Aeras: Excuse me! It’s not like I’m some reckless driver that doesn’t see where he’s going!

Percy: What? That’s exactly what happened!

Aeras: Well, yes, but it’s part of these self-sabotaging incidents that I’m trying to explain.

Percy: The ones when you’re running late?

Aeras: Yes. I mean, it’s always when you’re running late that you decide you absolutely have got to find that missing sweater in your bedroom or when you decide to try a new shortcut and you get completely lost.

Percy: Um… it just means you’re a bad driver.

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