All They’re Gonna Find In That Purse Is Trouble

I usually drove my own car to work every day, but one day I had to leave it at the repair shop and asked a colleague, whose commute route had my place along the way, if I could get a ride to and back.

In the morning, I get in her car and she just asks me to make room for my legs by moving her purse to the side. Then, while on the road, with the car going at 110 km/h on the highway, she just leans down to look for something in her purse, her head below the dashboard, and completely ignoring the road and the other cars ahead.

Out of sheer luck, we don’t hit anyone.

Me: “What you did was extremely dangerous!”

Coworker: “Not to worry, I do it every time and nothing has ever happened to me!”

Thanks to whatever deity was overseeing that road on that day, I got back home without any accident (thanks to the lack of any other option), but made a note to never ever ask her for a ride again.

A few days later, she comes into the office saying that she is being scammed by someone. I ask her what happened, and she starts:

Coworker: “I was driving away from the main square in my hometown, and while slowly driving, still in first gear, I was looking for something in my purse. This person in the square just jumped in front of my car and pretended I bumped into him. But everyone in my town knows he makes a living out of faking accidents and getting money out of insurance.”

Unsurprisingly, the police and the insurance, hearing that same statement, didn’t believe the story of the faked accident. She got a hefty fine and a good increase in her insurance premium, hopefully together with a practical lesson on safe driving.