The Way It Really Was......

The other day we were driving down I-95 North, and I was behind the wheel. I was chatting away, telling Herman some story or other. I can't remember exactly what, but let's just say I was trying to entertain him with a witty tale. As we approached our exit this is the way I remember it.

Herm: "Here's the exit. Don't miss it."

Me: (A little overly sensitive) "Did you just point out the exit that I take every time I come home?"

Herm: (In a somewhat condescending tone) "Well, you know when you're talking you tend to get a little distracted and can't drive."

*Hmmmm!*

Me: (A little strident) "Did you just tell me that I can't drive and talk at the same time?"

Herm: (Slightly Puzzled) "Not exactly, but that's close enough."

Me: (White knuckled and with attitude) "Only men have difficulty doing two things at the same time. Women, however, are natural born multi-taskers. Yep, that would be us. We can balance a check book, a healthy meal, and two kids on our knees, all at the same time, while we have a load of clothes in the washer and a roast in the oven. Heck, I'm pretty sure there's a country western song about it, so don't tell me I can't talk and drive at the same time."

Herm: (Perfectly serious and still somewhat puzzled) "So what! Men piss standing up."

*What?*