March 31st My Travel Companion is Back!

My former travel companion Janice is back!
(That's not a good picture of her, although you can still see the outline of her knit hat)

She bought a van, had it for a month and they took it back for credit reasons, but now we are back together for our ride home (we usually miss each other on the way in).

At work we are forced everyday to listen to the world's lamest radio station... JackFM. I often (twice or thrice daily) go to my managers claiming that a song offends me in the hopes that we can listen to a lite jazz station, or any of the other ridiculous stations that cram the radio dial. They don't take it seriously, and I have had no luck thus far. Unfortunately due to my lack of credibility songs like "I wanna sex you up" and "I want your sex" still poison my ears as I am trying to talk clients into making large purchases. "Sex is natural sex is good, not everybody does it, but everybody should." I tell them. "Sex is natural sex is fun, sex is best when it's one on one." but they just won't buy.
As we were leaving today Jack was playing "Baby Got Back".

In our parking lot I started throwing Janice random Sir-Mix-A-Lot lines.
"I like my women like FloJo walk wik"
or
"To hell with romancin"
"You ain't that average GROOOOOUPIE" "walk wik walk wik"
And several more (about 15 minutes worth)

This lasted until I got off the bus at BWI, because as I have a habit of doing, I took an early break for it leaving her stranded.

The rental bus makes two stops at the airport, the first stop is for blah ba blah blah blah airlines and the second is for the rest. If you take the first and speed walk for about a half mile, there are sometimes enough exhausted and/or heavily packed travelers slowing up the works that you can beat the bus to the second stop by foot, have a few seconds to catch your breath and while leaning on a column meet your laughing travel partner with a "What took you so long?". Unfortunately as of now I am about 2 for 5, but she gets a kick out of telling me how much of an idiot I am.

"I will be the one laughing when I have rock hard calves" I said as we walked to the Lightrail entrance.