So I'm driving along the highway on my way to an errand on Sunday, and my sister calls. I didn't have my hands free device on the phone, so I was talking to her holding the phone. Suddenly the traffic was really really slow. There was an SUV in the left lane with out of state plates going really slowly. I saw a motorcyclist in the second lane over, but he was wearing business clothes and had what looked like a vanity plate. So I'm cussing at the driver in the left and he finally goes behind the motorcyclist.
I moved over to the left and slowly went to pass (I was already above the speed limit btw). As I approach I say to my sister, 'is that a cop? nah, it can't be. SHIT, it IS' and threw the phone down. Since I had already started kind of passing him I figured I'd continue, but with two hands on the wheel. So I'm right next to him and I hear a 'boop'. I kinda glanced but saw no lights so kept driving. 'Boop' again. I looked over this time and he looks at me, holds up his left hand, and flashes five, five. As in, the speed limit is 55.
So, I promptly pulled my foot off the accelerator and slid behind him. He did not pull me over. It was a very surreal experience having him right next to me at 65 mph flashing a hand signal. Very lucky me.
And then the firefighter story.
I do freecycle a LOT (save the planet AND get free stuff!). And I give as well as receive. So someone put up a post asking for a tv for a fire station. I had a big tv that I really didn't want, so I told them they could have it. He arranged to pick it up Sunday (and turns out it was the fire station I used to volunteer at). I told one female friend and she started having fantasies. So the guy arrives Sunday morning. Over 6 feet, wonderful body, and I led him into the house and we had wild sex on my couch. Or not.
He picked up the tv, put it in his car. I had told my ex-ish about the station needing one and wanting a large tv, and he had gotten a monster super duper tv which didn't work well without cable, so he said they could have that one and he'd take my smaller big one. As I'm yakking on the phone to arrange for the guy to go to my ex-ish's house, a ladybug lands on my leg and starts biting me (they DO bite) and I scream and brush it off. Of course the firefighter looks at me like I'm nuts, but oh well. I talked to my friend/ex who still volunteers there, and turns out the guy is a dick. I could tell. And no, I didn't see his.
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