An efficient commute

This morning, as usual, I was pressed once. I had my "9 to 5" be very early and I woke up late. Instead of more noise that already was, I thought I had the time until the end of my "getting ready for work rituals" take in the car. However, I have countless others in my mirrors and next to me in their cars that do the same, so why I can't?

As I grabbed my gear, I race, the car and on 32 minutes commuting to work. As I had my teeth, I realized brushes, I had no place out of toothpaste to foam that accumulated in my mouth. So I rolled down the window and masterfully drooled down inside my car. Crest and saliva dripping down internal lock my car door in power button and the window. At least my car has a fresh scent on it. I took a glass of orange juice and knew what vomiting in memory.

Fear of not having much time for my male grooming experience, I thought, I do my hair. One of the nice things about a Pontiac Vibe have 110 volt AC fits the vehicle was built. Perfect for my wife's hair. Red light is perfectly placed to allow me some drying my hair. I haven't been around to blow-dry the hair with a towel. That would be just as dangerous. Hair pasta and the style of my messy hair bristling went smoothly.

The last thing to work on my list is the beard. Now, I want to go into many details not really, but I must say that this is the most difficult was the responsibility of my commute. I'm working with a bit of time left and was the only test that really this morning rushed hairdryers in the passenger seat, dried drool on port side and the shaving cream with BART's driver was stubble on mats.