Riding Shotgun

I was told tonight that I always get in trouble because I have to be in the driver's seat. My response to this statement was, "I don't mind riding shotgun in the passenger's seat as long as the right, real man is in the driver's seat." To say that I'm tied (r left out on purpose) of doing all of the driving at this stage in my life is an understatement. I will gladly turn over the steering wheel to the right driver. But, at the same time, I've learned a few lessons in my dating life about why I can't let everybody drive me around. Wanna hear 'em? Here I go:

1. He wants to drive but doesn't know where he's going. So you all end up driving in a damn circle and end up in the exact same spot every time like you're on the 240 loop. #NeverAnyProgressMade!
2. He wants to take the drive but hasn't prepared for the journey, so the tires go flat and you run out of gas, halfway through the journey and are sitting in the middle of nowhere wondering why you let that fool drive in the 1st place.
3. He just got his license and wants to show off so get ready for a wild, bumpy ride with this driver. It's exciting in the beginning, but then you run out of steam because you want him to get somewhere and sat down!
4. Or, he's the opposite and has had his license too long and thinks he knows every damn thing. All the rules of the road, directions etc and would rather get lost than use his GPS or ask for directions.
5. Finally, you have those who are driving on suspended licenses and still want to drive because hey they got it like that and run it. These are the ones who run you off the road and you end up in a ditch. Don't even let him ride shotgun with you. You're asking for nothing but trouble! It will be one wrecked car after the other!

Do I like to drive? Yes. Do I always want to drive? NO! I've had to drive because there was no one else to do it for me. If you want to drive me, then step up and do it because there's nothing I'd like better than to recline the seat, put my feet on the dashboard and hum my fav tune (Ms. Jill of course) while you get us to our destination. I'll be Bonnie to your Clyde!

As always my sistahs, be blessed and hope you enjoyed this lesson on driving!