Rainy days and Mondays…I’ll take the rainy day anytime, but Monday’s tend to suck.
It was later than I wanted to leave, but still plenty of time to make it by my required arrival time. Driving in my car…turned on the radio…Yeah, I was jamming to the sounds of David McCullough reading 1776. Rock on baby! Traffic is bad, but not unbearable. If there was a traffic light, I was stopping. No big, still time. I get on the wonderful two lane scenic tour that I have to take each day and am traveling just over the 55 mph speed limit. Probably 60 or so? I don’t know, I was too busy watching the car behind me try to hitch a ride in my trunk. Ten minutes from school and I come up on another vehicle. Honestly, I have no idea how long I drove behind this guy, but I noticed ten minutes from arrival. I was at least a car length back. Jem says that was too close, and he is probably right. Either way…Looks like all three of us will be making the same cut off. All slow, silver car almost to a stop and I noticed the parking sticker is for the attached university. I am certain we are going to the same place. Woo. freakin. hoo. The cut off road speed is 35 mph and there is no way I’m speeding on this road. The backwoods police are dying for revenue. We make it to the University and silver car turns off the opposite direction, and I turn off to my parking lot. No idea where white car behind me went. I pull into the lot where we are expected to park and choose a space. Gathering my stuff I notice a silver car waiting for me to get out. I thought dude was waiting for me to get out so that he could pull into the space beside me. Annoyed I was, there were plenty of spaces…walk the extra five steps! When I got out of the car the older er…gentleman
loudly spoke to me. I turned and said, “excuse me?” He repeated, “TAILGATING AT 65 MPH CAUSES ACCIDENTS!” Not happy. You followed me to my work parking lot to complain about my driving? STALKER! I responded with sweet sarcasm, “I’m sorry, did someone wreck? No.” Turned around collected my belongings and went inside. This incident clouded my entire day. To make it worse, I think it was the president of the university and I teach his son. Fortunately, he does not sign my paycheck.
If you’re going to piss someone off you might as well go to the top…