car parade
I was thinking today would be a good day to tell a classic Jamie story….
I was working at Metro V Athletic Club teaching swim lessons.
The Athletic Club is on a road that is U shaped, and last summer there was a classic car show being held at the opposite end of the road as the club.
I taught my lessons and got in my ex boyfriends 1983 rusty Honda. I mean it was a falling apart piece of beauty.
I waited at the driveway and there were classic cars that kept going by but no one would let me in. I tried to edge my way in but that didn’t work.
So I got a little impatient and tried to wave and smile my way out of the driveway, but that didn’t work.
So I mouthed to the other drivers that I would like in, and that didn’t work.
So I yelled out my window that I would like in, and that didn’t work either.
I was thinking “what kind of jerks drive classic cars anyways”
Getting frustrated, I finally honked my horn and smiled sweetly as a Rolls Royce let me in in front of him.
Finally.
So I was in the middle of these classic beautiful cars in my rusty old 83 Honda, and as we turned the corner of the U I see people lined up on the sides of the road.
You have got to be kidding me.
In typical Jamie fashion, I just honked, smiled, and waved myself right into the middle of a classic car parade, driving my rusty 83 Honda.
I mean there are Rolls Royces and Corvettes and Caddys and me…
So I did what any reasonable person in my situation would have done….. I turned on some “I got friends in low places” as loud as I could on my radio and waved to the crowds like I owned them.
just another day in my life as an afterschool special.
