I'm pretty sure that I'm cursed, that someone put a hex on me. No one hurts themselves, or gets into as much trouble or weird situations as I do.
Earlier tonight I was driving home from a meeting when I came across a police officer stopped at a green light. He didn't have his hazard lights on and had been sitting there for a good 20 seconds. I assumed he wasn't paying attention and didn't notice that the light had changed so I tapped on my horn. It was a friendly "hey, are you paying attention?' sort of honk rather than a rage filled "I'm going to ram your car and stab you in the knees with a fork if you don't move out of my way" honk. He then proceed through the intersection, pulled over, waited for me to pass, and then put on his lights and sirens and pulled me over.
Before he even asked for my license and registration, he started lecturing me on the dangers of road rage and angry drivers. Very politely, I informed him that it wasn't my intention to portray anger. After hearing my explanation and how I drive for a living and thus see the dangers of road rage every day he apologized and let me go. I guess he was just having a bad day. I get it. Everyone has them.
Point being, not all cops are douches, even if at first they seem like it and road rage is really bad. I have a solution though. If everyone listened to Johnny Cash while driving, road rage would cease to exist. How can anyone be angry while listening to Johnny Cash?
Later on, I noticed my shoulder was popping out of place more often than usual. It's fairly normal for it to separate a few times a week. I hadn't been doing anything strenuous or putting more strain on my shoulder than usual. Sit ups are really painful for me which is why I avoid them. Eventually, I noticed my shoulder had started hurting and my arm was going numb. About an hour later, I could hardly move my arm, and was in so much pain I finally relented and took an asprin. Now, I'm typing this with one hand, my left which is not dominant, and have a sling made out of a pillow case.
I should have been asleep hours ago, seeing as I have a root canal appointment in four hours. Too bad the pain won't allow me to rest. Oh well, after a lifetime of strange injuries,odd situations and insomnia I'm rather used to this. I'm just happy I didn't have to go to the ER. 7 trips in one year is more than enough for me, thank you very much.
I must have really pissed off the universe in my past life.
Oh and because I'm a chick and consequentially am unable to grow a mustache, I'm going to forgo shaving in honour of movember. My boyfriend doesn't like this idea very much. He has a way out though, all he has to do is shave a lightening bolt into his chest hair (which would be so incredibly awesometastic) and I'll pick up the razor again. I just decided that I'm not going to shave until I get my way with his chest hair. We'll see who wins this battle.
Earlier tonight I was driving home from a meeting when I came across a police officer stopped at a green light. He didn't have his hazard lights on and had been sitting there for a good 20 seconds. I assumed he wasn't paying attention and didn't notice that the light had changed so I tapped on my horn. It was a friendly "hey, are you paying attention?' sort of honk rather than a rage filled "I'm going to ram your car and stab you in the knees with a fork if you don't move out of my way" honk. He then proceed through the intersection, pulled over, waited for me to pass, and then put on his lights and sirens and pulled me over.
Before he even asked for my license and registration, he started lecturing me on the dangers of road rage and angry drivers. Very politely, I informed him that it wasn't my intention to portray anger. After hearing my explanation and how I drive for a living and thus see the dangers of road rage every day he apologized and let me go. I guess he was just having a bad day. I get it. Everyone has them.
Point being, not all cops are douches, even if at first they seem like it and road rage is really bad. I have a solution though. If everyone listened to Johnny Cash while driving, road rage would cease to exist. How can anyone be angry while listening to Johnny Cash?
Later on, I noticed my shoulder was popping out of place more often than usual. It's fairly normal for it to separate a few times a week. I hadn't been doing anything strenuous or putting more strain on my shoulder than usual. Sit ups are really painful for me which is why I avoid them. Eventually, I noticed my shoulder had started hurting and my arm was going numb. About an hour later, I could hardly move my arm, and was in so much pain I finally relented and took an asprin. Now, I'm typing this with one hand, my left which is not dominant, and have a sling made out of a pillow case.
I should have been asleep hours ago, seeing as I have a root canal appointment in four hours. Too bad the pain won't allow me to rest. Oh well, after a lifetime of strange injuries,odd situations and insomnia I'm rather used to this. I'm just happy I didn't have to go to the ER. 7 trips in one year is more than enough for me, thank you very much.
I must have really pissed off the universe in my past life.
Oh and because I'm a chick and consequentially am unable to grow a mustache, I'm going to forgo shaving in honour of movember. My boyfriend doesn't like this idea very much. He has a way out though, all he has to do is shave a lightening bolt into his chest hair (which would be so incredibly awesometastic) and I'll pick up the razor again. I just decided that I'm not going to shave until I get my way with his chest hair. We'll see who wins this battle.
bunny_of_grr:
I also have a root canal in my near future, not looking forward to it! That is a pretty big spell of bad luck, atleast the cop was an ok guy in the end!