“There’s a mouse living in my car!”, Andy yelled into the phone, his engine running in the background.
“Did you shriek and drive off the road?” I asked. You need to understand that I’m the official bug killer in the house. Andy’s the one that screams and jumps on a chair.
“No, because I was sitting at a traffic light. And a mouse just wandered out from under my hood, sat down, and looked around.”
“Haven’t you already driven on the freeway this morning?”
“Yup.”
“Did he fall off when you started moving?”
“Nope, he just went back under the hood.”
Um, yeah, it’s gonna be another one of those random days, isn’t it?
“Did you shriek and drive off the road?” I asked. You need to understand that I’m the official bug killer in the house. Andy’s the one that screams and jumps on a chair.
“No, because I was sitting at a traffic light. And a mouse just wandered out from under my hood, sat down, and looked around.”
“Haven’t you already driven on the freeway this morning?”
“Yup.”
“Did he fall off when you started moving?”
“Nope, he just went back under the hood.”
Um, yeah, it’s gonna be another one of those random days, isn’t it?