Coworker Update Numero Sei #BreakingAway6

I am now commuting with my sweet new ride acquired on our anniversary streaming on a continuos loop, the best opera singer in Italian history, Enrico Caruso’s “A Vucchella.”








I’ve stopped using the Vespa as the Harley riders are pissed at me for lane splitting on the 405 freeway.

As I pull into the driveway at work the head complainer slams into the rear of my car. You may remember from Numero Cinque I no longer have a rear view mirror. I get out and scream, “Mingia, what the hell?” HC yells back, “you need to use your directional when turning right into the parking lot. ” I explain, “I did, didn’t you see me throw my cigarette out the drivers side window?”

She screams back, ”that’s not a directional and with that logic you threw it out on the left side and then turned right.”

“Exactly,” I said, “you need to turn left in order to turn right.” For emphasis, I grab an invisible steering wheel and jerk my hands left then right.

When I walk away I realize I like how it feels to talk with my hands.
I decide I’m now going to express myself con più passione.


#BreakingAway #MyInspiration