Every morning, Mr. Patterson’s commute was the same: twenty minutes of stop-and-go traffic, three red lights that always seemed to catch him, and a radio that only played commercials at the worst times.
Then his daughter gave him a birthday present that changed everything.
It was a small wooden figure—simple, charming, with a round head and dangling feet. She stuck it to his dashboard with its magnetic base, and the moment Mr. Patterson started driving, something magical happened.
The little wooden man started dancing.
Every bump in the road made his feet swing. Every turn made him wobble cheerfully. Every stop had him doing a little shimmy as the car settled. The wooden buddy didn’t complain about traffic. He just danced his way through it, feet shaking happily no matter what.
“Dad, you can change his face!” his daughter explained, showing him twelve different magnetic expression pieces. Happy, surprised, sleepy, silly—each one gave the little wooden guy a completely different personality.
Mr. Patterson tried the big grin first. Perfect.
That Monday morning, traffic was terrible. Construction on Main Street. A fender bender near the grocery store. The kind of morning that usually made Mr. Patterson grip the steering wheel and sigh heavily.
But there was his wooden buddy on the dashboard, feet bouncing merrily, grinning his magnetic grin, turning the frustrating commute into something almost… fun? Every time Mr. Patterson glanced at those shaking feet, he couldn’t help but smile.
His coworker noticed the wooden figure when she carpooled. “What is that adorable thing?”
“That’s Bob,” Mr. Patterson said. “He loves traffic apparently.”
“You named him Bob?”
“He looks like a Bob.”
Soon, Bob became famous in the office parking lot. People would peek in car windows to see what expression Bob was wearing that day. Sleepy Bob on Monday mornings. Surprised Bob on casual Fridays. Happy Bob pretty much every other day.
Mr. Patterson’s grandson wanted to help pick Bob’s daily expression, so it became their morning routine. “Silly face today, Grandpa!” And silly face it was.
The wooden buddy wasn’t just a dashboard decoration—he was a reminder that sometimes the best way to handle life’s bumpy roads is to just dance along. Those little shaking feet turned boring commutes into moments of unexpected joy.
Even on the worst traffic days, when everything seemed to move at a snail’s pace, there was Bob on the dashboard, bouncing and grooving, reminding Mr. Patterson that the journey could be just as fun as the destination.
“Does he ever stop dancing?” his wife asked one day.
Mr. Patterson smiled, tapping the dashboard so Bob’s feet did an extra little wiggle. “Nope. And I hope he never does.”
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