Why I Choose To Drive......

Every time I decide to go out to either the store or my daughters school, I have a mental battle should I walk or drive? Today I chose to walk and I was quickly reminded on why most times I choose to drive. As I am on my way to my daughters school, I pass by this abandoned lot which is over grown with weeds and grass, and of course my morbid mind quickly thinks, what if there is a dead body in there, nobody would ever know. I hear some rustling behind me and realize someone is now walking behind me. So, I keep my pace as not to imply to the person that they caught me off guard. I look up and realize there is a recycling bin that I am fast approaching, I maneuver the baby carriage around it. The person speaks up "are you following me?" I look at him and say "what?" He goes "Sorry, I thought you were crossing, too." I chuckle and say "no." Then, another man riding a bicycle says to the first man "is that your baby?" They shake hands, as the first man laughs at his comment, as he is shaking his head no. We continue on in the same direction on different sides of the street. At this point I am hoping I have no further interaction with these 2 men. The first man speaks up again "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." Of course, me being the shy person I am just said "its OK", and I try to walk away as quickly as possible.

As a teenager I never had the experience with people talking to me out of nowhere, never mind flirting with me. I find it difficult to socialize with people when they speak to me when I am not mentally prepared to have a conversation. Don't get me wrong, I was flattered that a good looking man attempted to flirt with me while I have my son, too bad I suck at it. So, I choose to drive to avoid me being put in awkward situations where I make a fool of myself. At least I know, I must be somewhat good looking if strange good looking men try to talk to me.. :)

- Sonia the queen of awkwardness...