Anyway, when we are together we take her car and she drives. I am fine with this as she is a pretty good driver; except for one thing… cruise control.
Mrs. Cranky drives me crazy with the cruise control. I believe cruise control should only be used on long straight highways with practically no traffic. That means it should only be used in Texas and Kansas. Cruise control on the eastern seaboard is dangerous.
Mrs. C does not care, she insists on using cruise control. When the car in front of Mrs. C does not decide to choose to drive at the Mrs. Cranky selected speed we creep up dangerously to their bumper before Mrs. C has to quickly pause the CC or veer suddenly to pass. This makes me uneasy.
When a car pulls behind Mrs. C at a rate above the Mrs. C selected velocity it gets ugly. If she cannot pull over due to traffic, much tailgating, light flashing, horn honking and finger raising ensues. This makes me uneasy.
“Why do you bother with cruise control in this traffic? It’s dangerous.”
“No it isn’t.”
“Then why is my hair standing on end?”
“That is not the point. That frickin cruise control makes me nervous and you have to pause it or override it so often what is the point?”
“I use less gas when on cruise control.”
“How do you know that?”
“That is what experts say, and I always get better mileage when I use cruise control.”
“You use cruise control on the highway. The whole world gets better mileage on the highway whether they use cruise control or not.”
“I like cruise control!”
“It makes me nervous, let me drive.”
“No way, your head bobbing makes me nervous.”
“Maybe I get better mileage by bobbing my head.”
“Yeah, maybe, and maybe you’re a jerk!”
I think I am going to have to learn to get used to cruise control.