She ran her fingers through my hair

Yesterday was one of those days at work when I felt like I should work for free. I had a meeting in Greenville, NC - just a short 1.5 hour flight and another 2 hour drive out to the customer. I was driving down to ATL at 6am kind of dreading the day…driving, security, waiting, flying, driving, meeting, driving, security, waiting, driving…and finally home. Now granted, I only really had to “work” about an hour and I was talking about DVR and HD consumer adoption, something I probably already do in my sleep.

So I am really not looking forward to almost a 2 hour drive in a rental car without any entertainment. I go to pick up my car and I have a Pontiac SUV of some sort, but no satellite radio. I love XM and I will discuss it in another post, but I could not travel that long without satellite radio. I went back to the counter and asked if they had anything with satellite. The guy checked his computer and said “All I have is a convertible. Is that okay?” Yep, I played it cool and casually said “Well, if that is all you have, I guess I will take it.” I took my ticket, confirmed there was no daily rate change ($46…check) and headed out to space 517.

Mine was black, but you get the idea.

Let me set the stage for you. In Raleigh, where I landed, it was 65 degrees and climbing fast. The sun was out and a few big fat clouds were lazily sliding by. It was a great day for a convertible and I had a long drive and I had satellite radio AND I was technically “working.” May 7th was moving in the right direction.

Needless to say, I spent the day with the top down and Mother Nature running her fingers through my hair. It was an unexpected great day. I did not like being alone to enjoy it, but that is an occupational thing I am used to and I have to accept it. I turned the all 80’s station up as loud as I could and set the cruise control to 74 and let the NC countryside speed by.

A good day.

The only downside was that I had to fly home with my voice a little hoarse from singin’ 80’s tunes all afternoon and my hair blown to heck, a la Kevin Bacon in Footloose. I am going to request satellite radio every time I rent and see if I can get this experience again.