The best thing about having inheriting a hand-me-down GPS is that it comes from the era before GPS voices had names. So while everyone else yells at Grace or Karen or Charles, I can yell at DAMN CRAZY-TALKIN’ STUPID WOMAN as we u-turn our way through my post-DAMN CRAZY-TALKIN’ STUPID WOMAN developed part of town.
Who the hell do I think I’m kidding? Even if she was named Svetlana and gave her dopey antique directions in a lovely Russian accent, I’d still call her DAMN CRAZY-TALKIN’ STUPID WOMAN. Bless her little global positioning heart.
About Me
- bebeMe
- Dallas, TX
- I am a copywriter and I live in Dallas, TX. I'm optimistic, girly and an avid reader of teen fiction. I find unspeakable joy in old school Britney, big plastic rhinestones, the theme music for "The Office," making fun of elitist classical musicians (but I can do that because I used to be one of them), and the fact that I was born in the same year as 2 of my favorite companies: bebe Stores and Apple Inc. I worry a lot, am a little vain and selfish, and I refuse to eat chocolate that's not really, really dark. My fake blonde fake-tanned appearance belies a heart full of genuine intentions. Because I only talk shit about people if they are friends or family and are currently standing right in front of me.
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