Not Cool at All

Tonight on my way home I was feeling like I needed to make fun of all of the people driving slow in the left lane while I used the practically empty right lane to pass until I realized my lights weren't on. You see I always keep them on auto, but I took my car in for an oil change/tire rotation recently and they turned my lights off. It didn't dawn on me until I was almost home that my lights weren't on. Now I'm the freaky person driving fast in the right lane without their lights on. I'm so ashamed.

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