My morning commute can be grueling to say the least. I'm sure many of you out there can empathize. I drive the Baltimore beltway for 19 exits before I reach my destination.
This morning I had one of the strangest experiences on my commute.
There was an accident that had slowed traffic down to crawl. A man in a small pick-up truck came up on my right side, he mouthed something. I thought he was waving me to move ahead of him. I did, but had to move to the left again. Again he pulled up beside me and again he was trying to say something. I rolled down my window, he rolled down his, then he said to me "Do you want to mess around?"
Yep, I was propositioned on the beltway. I was thunderstruck, but recovered quickly. My answer was, "Nooo, I don't think my husband would appreciate it."
He shrugged and drove on.
I called CJ right away and we had a good laugh.
It was pathetic (was he lonely?), frightening (was he something like a beltway strangler?), and flattering (a strange man wanting me).
It was a different way to start the day.