Feux rouges

Why? Think I'm a bad driver?
You're sluggish.
- Want me to go faster?
- No, straighter.

You should trust me more.
I drive best when I've had a drink.
Sure, one maybe.
Why don't you drive
if you don't trust me?

Leave that alone!
Why should I?
Don't you ever get smashed?

It doesn't interest me.
Me neither, usually.
An occasional beer after work...
Even that...
I rarely have time.
Gotta be home by 6 sharp.
The sitter's waiting for me
at the door with her coat on.

She's always in a hurry. Dunno why.
Her time must be valuable.
Everyone's is, except mine.
My wife's, especially.
She's a corporate lawyer.
You can't imagine what it's like.
Business lunches every day,
always in meetings,
never home before 8 p.m.

Year in, year out.
She's so important
that after the kids were born

her partners came in person
to convince her
to come back to work. Imagine!