A little dramatic.

No longer under the supervision of the United Nations of Carpool, the Romanian former delegate appears to be losing contact with reality. This missive was sent out today (crazy formatting intact):


From: Romanian Former Delegate
To: local envoy
Date: 09/01/2010 10:57 AM
Subject: Re: Like a hamster...

Local Envoy,

"Liberté, égalité, fraternité" , in French for " Liberty, equality, fraternity (brotherhood)", those whishes, didn't exist in reality!
There are only people just "thinking" outside the box / tube, but never ever getting out, and being able to touch the light / enlightenment...

Every time, there is something to drag you back in the box / tube, forcing you to to do whatever you do every day, again , and again... like in my case, now, I have to go home for an emergency.
Sad story short, I'll see you tomorrow then.


This email is a response to the local envoy inquiring whether the Romanian was going to the gym at lunch.

The PRL delegate and local envoy are concerned that if the Romanian's computer were to be searched, it would be discovered that he has drawn up blueprints for a guillotine.

It is probably a good thing that Bastille Day is more than a month in the past.

The end of an era

I have been holding back a vital piece of information, pretending it doesn’t exist, because of the terrible implications of it. Life in the United Nations of Carpool as we know it is over. The Romanian delegate has ceded his membership in the UNC. He has struck out on his own, for an unfettered life of solo commuting in the Buick, no longer encumbered by the poor time management skills of a significant portion of the rest of the carpool, with their utter inability to arrive anywhere on time.

His break was brief and merciful, probably to spare the rest of the UNC the pain of his departure:

To: UNC Carpool List
From: Romanian Delegate
Date: 07/30/2010 01:15PM
Subject: Re: Current Carpool Schedule

Members of the United Nations of Carpool,

I am sorry for such a short notice, but I am not car-pooling anymore.

Is probably just me going thru a troubled phase of my life. I need more peace around me to realize what it is... I am the captain of my Buick..., at least when my wife is not around...

Thanks.

Romanian Delegate

And with that, he was gone. Carpool democracy mourns his return to the dictatorship of the Buick.