Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Slow down Superstar!

No good deed goes unpunished, or so my dad used to say--ruefully. When I was young I thought he was so jaded. And look at me now; I'm twice the cynic he was.

Yesterday was a bad day for me. I am constantly racing around trying to do all the right things. Generally, I like to do the right thing, especially when it involves taking care of people that I love. But, moderation in all things, right?

Yesterday was one of those days...I attempted to get eight different things done, but I really only had time for three (and I knew it! Dammit.) I gutted out six 6 and a half things and didn't do one of them right.

You know those kind of days? I was so angry with myself. Moderation... moderation... why am I such a slow learner? Why do I think that spreading myself painfully thin will make me feel whole? Why do I insist on squeezing blood out of a rock? It doesn't work and it never will.

Deep breath...OK. Yesterday. I got pulled over and I ended up getting five tickets. Yes, five. WTF?!? I didn't think that was possible either, but it is. And I do need a referral for an attorney who handles traffic tickets.

Back to poor, poor, pitiful me. The only way this injustice seems possible (in my mind) is explained by the following theory and true story.

On Sunday, a police officer in Houston was killed when he tried to pull some gang-banger over. The driver ran from the car, hid in some bushes and gunned the officer down.

Maybe this tragedy was going through my police officer's mind when I was getting pulled over. He came upon me so fast and furious that I thought there was an emergency that he desperately needed to get to and I needed to get out of his way. I changed lanes three times trying to get out of his way before I realized I was the emergency.

Stupid of me, I realize. I should get pulled over more often, if only for the practice. But since the guy came flying behind my like a maniac, I thought there was something more serious than nice lady driving too fast.

The officer was spitting fire that I didn't immediately pull over, but took an extra ten seconds to comply. He was probably expecting to find someone more in-your-face than me. But all he got was a petite and polite lady with a car seat in the back...didn't matter, he was so angry he couldn't see straight.

If there was any way he could have arrested me, I am sure he would have. Too bad for him that its not a crime to have enough Capri Sun in the trunk to warrant an "attempt to distribute." So he had to settle for weak citations like "not signaling my lane changes" and "unsafe lane changes" (these are the lane changes I made while he was pulling me over!)

Today is another day and I will have my day in court and I believe in our justice system...OJ finally got his, right?

Let me just say, I'm not a cop-hater and I don't have a problem with authority, but Mr. C E G of HPD, you are a real load!

Yesterday's incident sent me over the edge. I was flustered, angry, overwhelmed. Pissed. Upset. Beside myself.

And why was I rushing around? Just trying to help a little old lady that I love get to the doctor. Like I said, no good deed...

Does anyone remember that I had a premonition in the form of a dream a while back?

We think my dad was possibly clairvoyant. Maybe I've got the shining, too. That and significant stage presence.


Tooj said...

I HATE getting pulled over. It's happened four times, 3 tickets for speeding and a warning because my tag was hanging by one screw instead of two....said he thought maybe I was a car thief. Never mind the tag matched the make and model of my car...I think he pulled me over because my children looked suspicious in the backseat...being half-Black you know. LOL

Girly Stuff said...

I'm sorry for your bad day. Glad it is over.

Heather said...

Oh no, what an awful day -- and there you were trying to do a good deed!

chacha said...

Oh, that sucks! I'm sorry :(

I've heard the cops in Houston can be a pain in the ass. When our friends moved back there from California, the male half got a ticket within the first month. I believe he ended up getting another one shortly after that...

Christie said...

That stinks. Why can't the cops spend more energy on REAL law breakers? Sheesh. I hope you ate some chocolate after all this.

Aggie2percenter said...

You're just not used to driving "daddy's race car". I bet that wouldn't have happened in the Jeep. Just kidding. I'm sorry you had such a rough one! 5 tickets.... OUCH!!!

Miss Priss said...

Girl, don't you know we don't really live here! That's why you don't see the unmatched socks and skidded underware :/ Did you get your paint colors. Girly Stuff called me about it becuse I hadn't gotten around to pulling the file for you. Sorry! I did know off the top of my head the paint for E.T. room. It is Universal Khaki, Sherwin Williams #6150 The blue is a custom blend betwenn Sherwin Williams Jubilee #6248 & Storm Cloud #6249. That's all I know :) BTW I have been know to take defensive driving for people online! It's against the law, but I do it anyway! Let me know if I can help you out!

Kellie said...

Oh no! So sorry!

But today is a new day!

'Tini Girl said...

I am sure you remembered to say a prayer for him, right? :)