I was half an hour late to work. And while that caused some unruly, unwanted mishaps and remarks from coworkers and management, I have to remember why I was late.
I was up north maybe 50 miles out from work and left my doctor appointment with plenty of time to make it to work, when I was hit with the first wall of brake lights. Annoyed, we all inched forth and made it past the first scene of fire engines and ambulance rigs. Traffic immediately picked up, and I thought I was out of it.
I began to throw on my work outfit and do my hair while still driving, thinking about what a lunatic I must look like right now, but now I was behind schedule; so duty calls.
I hit the normal rush hour afternoon traffic that all big cities get and was properly annoyed by that, and dropped a call into work to let them know that I was on my way and I SHOULDN’T be late because I still had 25 minutes to get there and only 15 miles to go.
Well, hello my name is Jacqueline Murphy’s Law because right then and there as my thumb went to hang up the call, I was in the third set of completely stopped traffic. And of course being in the furthest left lane, I couldn’t move to exit… Finally after 10 minutes and placing another call into work to tell them I’m definitely going to be late now, I made it to the right lane and I decided to drive a mile on the shoulder to the nearest exit and took all the back roads into town..
Of course not before I saw the silver civic that had slammed into the underpass…
So really. Yeah, I was late to work, yeah it sucked and everyone gave me a hard time about it… But at least I wasn’t the one involved in a car accident today.