While we were eating the guy next to us fainted or he may have had a seizure. It was pretty scary but not scary enough for me to stop eating. Seriously, people were helping him immediately.
Time for a new feature to BobBorden.com. Bob Asks Cara About Her Weekend:
Bob: What was the best part of your weekend?
Cara: Dinner with Dad.
Bob: What was the worst part of your weekend?
Cara: On the drive home, you almost ran into a Jaguar.
Okay, thanks, Cara.
In my defense, we were driving on the Long Island Expressway. Some slow-driving douche was in the left lane. My new policy is to pass by any means necessary. In this case, I used the middle lane to pass. Just as I got in the middle lane, another douche driving a Jaguar (in the right lane), decided he needed to be in the middle lane too. He wasn't passing anybody, he just wanted over for whatever reason. He didn't signal and was slowly moving over. Instead of honking my horn and slowing down, I honked my horn and sped up. As in, honk, honk, I'm crazy, get out of my way! I guess this must have freaked out Cara as she was speechless at the time. I was in total control, as always. However, I do admit, I should have honked and slowed down. But on the other hand, I've never been in an accident...so I think we're both right.
I hope Cara doesn't read this.
Have a great day.
Bob
