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Edited on Fri Apr-18-08 08:29 PM by jtg33
So, it's Friday. After stopping by the bank after work, I decided to take the scenic route along the foothills - with it being a beautiful day and all, the sky was blue and the mountains were gorgeous. I thought, "What the heck - enjoy the ride!"
I was driving north through Boulder when I noticed the flashy silver sports car directly in front of me, its roof down so the driver could enjoy the beautiful spring weather in Colorado. Then, I noticed his license plate.
Spider-Man.
The person driving in front of me was Spider-Man. That's what the license plate said, and a license plate has NEVER lied to me. Spider-Man was driving in front of me! Okay, it didn't exactly say "Spider-Man" in writing exactly like that, but I won't reproduce what the license plate ACTUALLY said here. Gotta give Spidey his privacy. I doubt he'd be happy about my blabbing about his secret car all over the Internets.
In any case, once the light turned green, I started to inch forward, waiting for Spider-Man to go. So I waited for a second, then another, then another. Spider-Man finally started driving, though I was surprised how long it took him to get his shiny silver vehicle rolling. I guess he doesn't have much of a lead foot.
So as I was driving behind Spider-Man, I noticed he was holding a black device up to his left ear. It was, unmistakably, a cell phone.
Spider-Man was talking on his cell phone and driving at the same time.
I didn't think too much of it at first - after all, people do that all the time around here. However, Spider-Man was driving about 10 miles under the speed limit. It seemed as though his phone call was distracting him from paying enough attention to the road.
This fact became evident when the road began to narrow to one lane, and Spider-Man failed to engage his turn signal to indicate that he intended to merge. As I had already merged into the new lane, I patiently waited for Spider-Man to join me. He did so at the last moment, swerving in front of me when I has almost given up hope on him ever joining the lane properly. He never used his turn signal.
Spider-Man, slow to start and talking on his cell phone, apparently forgot to have his turn signals hooked up when he bought his shiny sports car.
So I continued driving behind Spider-Man. He continued to drive 10 miles under the speed limit, continued to pay little attention to his surroundings, and he continued to chat away on his cell phone. I have no idea who he was talking to, but it must have been a very important call.
Finally, Spider-Man and I parted ways as he turned onto a residential street and I continued heading north toward Lyons. As he left the main road, he engaged his turn signal - he must have had them installed after all! I tried to get a look at his face, but I didn't see much other than his slightly graying hair.
Did Spider-Man have a midlife crisis and fail to tell people about it?
As a good citizen, I left Spider-Man alone. He was obviously busy with very many things - perhaps he was negotiating a deal on some real estate, or discussing his tax return with his accountant. I suppose he could have been talking to his lawyer, but the last time I heard, the class-action lawsuit against him had been dismissed.
I suppose some questions will never be answered.
Especially the one about who let Spider-Man have a driver's license in the first place.
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