Dack Seat Driving

My wife and I get along just great, except that she's a back-seat driver second to none. On my way home from work one day, I heard my cell phone ring as I merged onto a freeway bypass.
It was my wife. By chance, she had entered the bypass right behind me.
"Honey," she said, "your turn signal is still on. And put on your lights; it's starting to rain."
Originally published November 14, 2002.