Tuesday, April 15, 2008

They're Onto Me

I think I have to apologize. Not for ratting out my fellow riders for their wackiness or using their lives as fodder for my own (and possibly your) amusement.

No, I have to apologize because they have been the most boring lot of working stiffs for the past month. Nothing is happening with them. So, I am left to conclude that they are onto me. And they think the only way for me to stop writing about them is to stop talking completely.

The mornings are quiet. Eerily quiet. So quiet that I recently contemplated a move to a different vanpool in search of new material. This plan was promptly abandoned when my faithful blog PR manager said quite simply, "There's something to be said for the devil you know."

I'll keep burying my head in my book and eavesdropping for the slightest hint of amusing anecdote, but until then, we'll all just have to wait.


Anonymous said...

VanPoolers are notoriously unreliable in general. Think about it: if they *were* reliable, they'd be able to get themselves to work on their own, right?

Anonymous said...

(And by "they" I mean "we.")

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