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Voice call received 10:32 AM Friday June 3rd. 40 seconds. To listen press zero, to delete press — *bleep*
Of course you're not at your desk ya dingbat it's 10:30 in the morning and you're doing [speed omitted] down route 2. How do I know this? I'm behind you! As I was pawing through my map book trying to figure out where Carlisle Street is a purple PT Cruiser went by me at the speed of sound. And I knew it had to be you. And it is. And I leaned on the horn and waved and you went by me oblivious to it anyway.
But that's alright.
So, here I am doing [speed omitted] and I still can't see your rear bumper. It's amazing you haven't been buried in a sea of speeding tickets the way you drive.
E-mail me sometime ya bum. Talk to you later buddy. And by the way this is Tom in case you didn't recognize my voice. See ya!
Now THAT is funny.
And it's all true…I was considering following him to his work, but since my truck is only 5 weeks old, I didn't think it prudent to drive 110mph so soon after delivery…so, I got alongside him as he got off to get on 495N, I slowed down, moved right next to him, waved, and leaned on the horn…NOTHING! Didn't look, didn't even stop singing to himself…sheesh.
Tom
My friends this is all a tissue of lies… not a shred of truth to it. Not a bit. No really!
Boy that Dido sure can sing, can't she?
Sorry I didn't see you bud. Because I was getting onto 495, I was concentrating on slipping merging into right lane traffic and then decelerating for my exit.
And singing.
Ya got me there.
Aw that's okay you big chucklehead. It was such an unbelievable coincidence that I could hardly believe it. Here I was, on Route 2, getting my map book out to plot a course to your new building, when wham-o, there you are! It was quite cool, I couldn't stop chuckling. I knew you'd be busy once you got to work, so I figured, to hell with it, another time. I'm out that way a couple times a month, so maybe I'll stop by and annoy you some other time.
Tom
Whoa, Nelly!
Patty, you need to buy Chuck some lighter shoes. We don't want to hear “Dido” playing from a purple hunk of metal wrapped around a tree sometime.
Take care, my friend.
-J
Now, now. Tom's a gifted man and one of his gifts is hyperbole. It's true I was going fast but I wasn't going THAT fast, and I certainly don't drive like that when the road is wet, or on back roads. The part of 2 that Tom is talking about is basically a straightaway leading up to 495.
Tom, definitely, stop in sometime and we'll have lunch! I am in Westford 3-4 days a week… so it's better if we plan something… I'd hate to have you show up and me not be there.
Well, the 110mph part is hyperbole, but what I orginally wrote and you omitted was real, but that was no big deal, we were both moving with traffic on Route 2 as it usually flows. I will definitely call you sometime and stop in to pester you, I now have the number on my cell phone.
Tom
The lead is in his foot not his shoe!