Alex Arato

We were driving back to school from lunch.

As Adam said, I was buying for Ray for the thousandth time.

And as usual, Ray was on the one hand very appreciative but also very demanding.

Sure, a hamburger would be great, but you got a double king cheese, so how come I don't get a double king cheese?

And explaining to Ray that I was the one buying sort of made a difference there.

It just didn't resonate.

It was a young Bernie Sanders.

And we're driving back in my car, which normally would not be noteworthy, but it is a hard top.

And all of a sudden, I feel as if... VW Rabbit four-door.

Silver, as I recall.

With a red interior, which was about to be fouled.

And all of a sudden, it was obvious that the car had sprung some sort of leak from the roof.

And I realized that Ray, who is sitting in the passenger seat, has, as usual, decided it would be a perfectly appropriate thing to do to pee on somebody.

And that somebody was me.

And what...

Now, you see a lot of PSAs about distracted driving.

It's right up there.

But it's not normally one people would think to warn you about.

Yeah.

Because it's sort of in the, come on, let's get serious, that would never happen category.