I discovered this morning that there are no cup holders in my car.
After I got in with my Panera coffee in hand.
You can picture the dramatic pause that followed.
From there it went sort of like this:
(turn to the right)
(turn back to the left)
(think about the back seat)
(turn to look at the back seat)
Uh, no. Pretty. And no.
(check the center console again)
(think about holding it between my legs…while working the clutch)
This went on for some time.
It was sort of like German engineer saying drive. Don’t drink. Drive. Translation: ‘fahrt’. Uh. Fahren Sie Auto? While drinking? Nein!