My commute is around 45 minutes long with mostly highway driving. The speed is posted at 100 km an hour however I have a tendency to go around 120 or so. My car is fairly good on gas and I generally fill up every 4 days. Now the test.....
Every day this week I have set my cruise control to exactly 100 km an hour and have felt twinges of embarrassment as even the grannies pass me with disapproving looks. I keep my head held high and proud, I'm a law abiding citizen after all, haha!!
Then something bizarre happens.......I get to work in the same amount of time crawling along as I did when I was a little speed demon what the fuck? I was slightly baffled by this on the 1st day and figured it was some type of fluke. But no, on day 2 the exact same thing happens, how bizarre.
I fill up my gas tank on Friday evening and here I am 6 days later, with a little less than half a tank left. What the fuck?? Normally I would have been empty yesterday, I may even make it the entire week without filling up as my friend drives tomorrow. This is crazy!!
I had no idea I would A) have so much gas left over and B) get to work at the exact same time
What the hell have I been doing for the past 3 years??

Honk at my slow ass, give me the finger or do whatever makes you feel good to show your disapproval of my sloooowwww poke ways, I'm saving me some moolah!!!
(Note I will only drive like a turtle in the slow lane so no worries)
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Another time I was furious with a sales person was at a car lot. This guy was sooooooo relentless I'd had enough. My poor father sat there staring while his little girl ripped the salesman a new asshole for being the most annoying man on the face of the earth. He must have asked me 15 times "What can I do to make you take this car home today?" After my first few explanations about how a car is a large purchase and I would have to think about it.....and his continued harassment, I lost it. I stood up and started to yell and told him he was going to see my ass walking out the door if he asked me that question one more time. Ladylike...not at all; but my poor behaviour did put a huge smirk on my fathers face as we walked out together sans car. 
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