What do you do when you bought a copy of the Worst Case Scenario Calendar for your father and Jaimee's father, but not for yourself?



This is stuff we all need to know.

And this one actually happened to me once:



In my particular case, the power steeling column on my Neon got loose from its housing and slowly wore through the brakeline, finally cutting through entirely while I was driving at 40 mph up Cedar Rd. in Cleveland at one o'clock in the morning. Jaimee may or may not have been in the car with me at the time.

All in all, I was pretty impressed with myself for (a) not panicking (b) not dying.