Driving into work I found my boyfriend and I, (a term coined by co-workers and no, Mr. Savoury is not jealous in the slightest) better known to others as traffic, were on semi-peaceful terms. There were no accidents or major stalls due to vehicles or construction. So all in all there was only congestion to deal with due to a ever growing city. I happened to pass (literally) by an uncommon phenomenon. In a blue late model Nissan Altima that the infamous Kelly Blue Book would have categorized as good condition due only to its age, sat a woman. Or should I say was driven by a woman? Either way! There she was traveling along side me somewhat and what I saw her doing was worth stealing a second glance.

In a brief moment I was able to observe her in her own habitat. Her window was lowered causing her hair she pulled up in a twist to dance around the top of her head. I assume she preferred this to an alternative given she had to let out the smoke her cigarette was creating. She seemed to feel right at home as she was reading her book.

You heard me!! She was reading a book. From the glimpse I caught I would bet it is a romance novel I am dying to read. Aside from that she was occupying a hand with a smoke and traveling down the freeway!

I was shocked!! How dare she get that book before me! Oh wait, I forgot to mention it was an arcaic thing people use to call a paperback (this is a thick object that has pages made of paper that actually have to be turned that are printed on). I guess I should have been elated to see she wasn’t using her phone, to read, send texts, or heaven forbid what it is designed for to call someone. I digress! I can only assume this is a common occurence for her. I mean who else would decide on a whim to conduct such death defying acts during rush hour just for giggles.

I found some reassurance in the fact her car was not sporting any dents or knicks from a previous to die for story…. I did however verify we had a bigger buffer area between us. Then I had to grin as I quickly envisioned an image of her ditching her daily duties to sneak in reading time. In desperation to reach the BEST parts of the novel. How could she not? She had trouble puttng it down on the way there afterall!

I am a true believer in multi-tasking since I wear many hats. Somehow I just don’t believe an opening scene from the twilight zone is the way I would go about it.

I have to get that book,

Savoury