Secret Car Behaviour

It drives me crazy that I see people in their cars who are indulging in behaviour that is better suited to NEVER HAPPEN. Like the other day I was driving home from work and I looked over to the car next to me and there is a middle aged man going to town with his finger up his nose REALLY DIGGING for that bugger that he knows is there because he can feel it tugging ever so slightly. And as I stare at him and cringe in horror he drives off, then I have to deal with the inevitable honking horns behind me because I am too traumatized to move. Hello people WE CAN SEE YOU. One you should get a tissue, two if for gods sake you are a bugger picker and can not help your lack of manners because your brain is to small to GROW THE FUCK UP then please for GODS SAKE PICK THEM IN PRIVATE. I don’t want to see the two year old in front of me picking his nose but at least he has an excuse of being a baby. For me to see you that is just disgusting.
I have some secret car behaviour that I am not proud of. Like the fact that I like to do my makeup in the car. I know it is dangerous but I have been doing it for so long I feel like it comes out better if I do it in the car. I know once I have children that I will stop, but until then I cannot talk myself into waking up an extra 15 minutes so I can put it on at home. I did try once but my sleeping card trumped saving small kittens from getting hit by my makeup distracted car. I also love to sing in the car, usually when I am alone, I even have a playlist on my iPod of things that I love to sing to.

Today being as it was a beautifully warm day I had my windows down, the sun was in my hair, and I had the speakers turned up loud. As I was coasting, blissfully happy to be going home, I was screeching at the top of my lungs so I could hear myself over the thudding base. Singing along to Mariah Carey I pulled up to a stop at a light and looked to the right to see a man giving me a similar horror stare that I gave the bugger picker, which I thought was totally uncalled for. I mean yes I was singing to hero, I am a woman who should be on the cell phone, or listening to so popular hit station, so yes I know I am a bit out of the norm here in southern California but COMEON the bugger picking face, I think that was TOTALLY uncalled for. Singing in the car makes me happy, it passes the time and there is no one there to listen to my crazy bad off key notes. So reserve your outraged stares for the truly outrageous and leave my harmless singing alone.