Groggily schlepping out to the car for the morning commute, I busied myself trying to find something other than radio commercials to entertain me. I happened upon this soothing voice and proceeded to zone out as I made my way to the coffee shop.
As she droned on about her rags to riches story, I heard her say:
"...and in that terrified moment, as I looked down the barrel of the gun pointed directly at my forehead..."
Uh...wait. What? Where exactly are your eyes located ma'am?