Jan 06 2009
Dedicated Commuter
Picture this: You’re 6. As in pre-pubescent. Things at home are rough. You’re out of juice, mom wont get off your back, and even that baby in the E-Trade commercials has a better smartphone than you. You just want to get in to the office and get your A, B, C’s on, and damn if you don’t miss the bus. What do you do? Steal Mom’s car of course. If only you knew how to drive.
