Saturday, October 20, 2007

Red is the new yellow.

It seems every geographic area has their own driving quirks and Myrtle Beach certainly has it's share. Turn signals are definitely optional and a red light is only a suggestion not mandatory. Since we also have 1,000's of tourists who are not familiar with the area it is not uncommon to see a Pennsylvania license plate fly across three lanes of traffic at 55 mph while trying to get to a t-shirt shop. I always try to be extra cautious while driving...OK, I am a tailgater but for crying out loud, MOVE OUT OF THE LEFT LANE, IDIOT, AND I WON'T HAVE TO TAILGATE. However, every single time I see Dr. Jordan he tells me AGAIN that I have to be very careful not to fall down a flight of stairs or to have a car accident. It's not like I wake up and think, "Well, it's Tuesday so I guess it's time to throw myself down this flight of stairs and have two fender benders before I meet Chris for lunch." I have always thought it was a pretty good idea not to do either of those things but now I feel like I should duct tape myself head to toe in bubble wrap before I leave the house. I have been in the hospital two times during my life and both times they made me take a baby home with me so Dr. Jordan can be very assured that I am doing everything in my power to stay out of the hospital.