Hi there, my name is Carl and as you can tell, I am a traffic cone. Growing up wasn't easy; I was first used on a driver's ed course. My parents both got run over by some crazy teenager the second day I was put on the course but fortunately they were okay. My brother Phil was born two years after I was. I think he was secretly my parents' favorite. We still got along quite well though. Phil and I would always have a contest to guess who the best and worst drivers would be. I now work for a construction company which is only slightly less scary than my first job.It's scary when the big equipment like the crane or paving machine go by I'm also always afraid I will be left behind at a work site. My brother Phil works with me and we only see our parents if we're working on a site next to the driving school. I really like my job because I get to travel and see all different parts of Oregon. One time we went to eastern Oregon. Some cows got loose and almost ran Phil and I over! Not to mention the smell was awful. My favorite trip was the time I went to Portland outside of a nightclub. It was there Phil and I discovered we could really dance plus our reflective tape looks really good under all of the lights. When we're not working Phil and I like to sing along to the music the guys driving our truck play. Unfortunately it's almost always bad country. I really like dub step and rap.
