Give Clear Directions

About five years ago, the battery in my beat-up VW beetle had died because I had left the lights on overnight. I was in a hurry to get to work on time, so I ran into the house to get my wife to give me a hand getting the car started.

I told her to get into our second car, a prehistoric, oversized gas guzzler, and use it to push me fast enough to start it. I pointed out that because the VW had an automatic transmission, it needed to be pushed at least 30 MPH for it to start. She said, fine, hopped into her car and drove off.

I sat there fuming, wondering where she was going when she knew I was running late. A minute passed by when suddenly I saw her in my rearview mirror coming at me at about 40 MPH!!

I realized, in that split second just before impact, that I should have been a bit clearer with my directions!!!

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