Monday, March 19, 2012

You know the type...

Have you ever had one of those days?  One of those butterfly-flapped-its'-wings-in-China-and-made-you-life-a-living-hell-in-Texas kind of days?

Well I had one today.  It was one of those weird days where everything that happened could have been avoided by my being a few minutes late throughout the day.  If I had been running late this morning I wouldn't have been nearly forced off the road by a green jeep that didn't see me until I honked at him because I was running out of road to drive on. 
Then I had to go to city hall for a job thing and it turned out that I was an hour early.  I didn't see the point in waiting for an hour because my work was 5 minutes away so I drove back.  On the way it started pouring rain and I couldn't see out of my windshield very well and I ended up running a stop sign with a cop car right behind me.

Red means stop.  Seriously, they mean it.


Yes, I got pulled over.
No, I didn't get a ticket because 15 seconds into the "If I say I'm sorry enough will you let me off with a warning" conversation a huge accident happened in the stop sign intersection I had just run.  So he told me to be careful and ran off to deal with the three car pile up.  On the one hand if I had been on time an hour later the cop wouldn't have pulled me over.  On the other hand if he hadn't pulled me over because I ran a stop sign he might not have been close enough to help the people in the accident. 
Freaky right?

I was also nearly mowed down on my way to the grocery store by a guy who ran a red light.  If I had been a few seconds quicker I would have been hit my the jackass who wouldn't wait three minutes for the next light.


My whole day was like that.  Just a little too late or a little too early. 


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