The driver is waiting...

There she comes! I drive Mrs B to her office all mornings I can. In her car. Gives me a regular start up of my day too. I often wonder why I have to sit and wait for her. Always, ALWAYS, something to organize after I thought she was ready to go. Must be a lady thing. Lipstick and other things we men luckily don`t have to put on. If I make any comment on it she doesn`t let me drive her. So better just drive when she comes.