Three Months and Two Feet

It's been about three months since I last posted anything. My bad. I've actually been really busy with my new Dedicated Account with my company. I recently started making store deliveries for a certain membership warehouse (not Sams Club...It rhymes with "Tostco") in the Washington, DC area. Occasionally I get to go to other exotic places such as Dedham, MA and Colchester, VT just to keep me on my toes. It's not too bad of an account. Most of the places are pretty decent, so it's nice to see the same faces every day. One nice part of the job is that I get to drive I95 through New York City occasionally. I know that most truckers avoid this area like the plague, but I kinda like it. I like being in the gritty city. I also like the fact that you usually drive it at about 3 miles per hour, so there's plenty of time to take in the scene. It also affords me the chance to check out some of the weird things people do in their cars in traffic. (Yeah, they do EXACTLY what you're thinking... and most of the time, it's not something you want to watch, trust me....)

There is one thing though, that I see more and more frequently both in traffic and on the open highway that really, REALLY grinds my gears.

Feet.

Most specifically, feet propped up on the dashboard. Apparently, it's become the travelling fashion for (mostly) women to ride down the highway with their feet up on the dashboard instead on the floor where they belong. I'm sure it's just the latest "trendy" thing and eventually it'll go away, but I think it needs to be nipped in the bud now for two reasons.

1) When you prop your feet up on the dash, they usually end up right up at the "A" pillar of the car. Where the air comes out. I don't know about anyone else, but I wouldn't want to smell your toe cheese blowing all over my car. My feet stink. I know they stink, so I keep 'em in my shoes. Any of you ladies that may be reading this and think "My feet don't stink" should think again. Also, no one else on the highway wants to see your corny, nasty, dirty feet.

2) It's dangerous as hell. Consider what's directly under your feet. An airbag. Now I know you trust Dopey McHusband, but consider that there are many many people on the highway who are complete morons. Now consider one of those people hit your car. That airbag is going to blast your knees right back through your face in 1/100th of a second, probably smashing your "bug-eye" faux-ghetto Paris Hilton sun glasses right into your eyes.

So, got your nasty feet back on the floor where they belong before you end up hurting yourself, you idiot.

Peace!