Some car horns have the power to bring an 18 wheeler to it’s knees. They sound like a chorus of gorillas and all within earshot suddenly begin shaking. These horns are manly.

Not my car.

My horn causes one to expect a bunch of clowns to jump out. It’s as if the manufacturer recorded a baby’s sneeze and installed it on my car as a cruel joke. Today, I had to blow my horn as several cars were running a red light while my light was green. It was to say, “Hey! Be more safe, I’m trying to turn.” Instead it came out, “Hey. I just ran over a duck and it’s dying underneath my hood.” It just doesn’t have the same effect.

Next time I’ll just give the Hawaiian good luck sign.

Stephen