My Ferris Beuller moment
No, I didn't skip school or anything. More like the end when he's racing to beat his parents home. I don't have my car these days because my daughter's using it to get to her internship, which is inaccessible by public transit. So I'm getting rides from co-workers most days. This requires my being on a schedule.
Today I was getting picked up at 8:15. I was also dropping my other daughter off at school first. So I told my older one that I'd get her Starbucks on the way back if I had time (she was also leaving around 8:15). I zip back and forth to school and get back around here at 8:05, so I figure I'll go to Starbucks and if there's no line I'll get her coffee and if there's a line I won't. There's no line so I order some foamy coffee thing and go wait. Nothing comes, so I ask and it turns out they messed up my order. So they had to remake the coffee and now I was late.
So I head home and as I approach my road I see my ride 2 cars ahead of me. There's a light at my corner that I can see she isn't going to make so I make a quick left the block before, zip around the corner, pull into my carport, dash in the back door, hand off the coffee, thank you very much, and calmly walk out the front door, just as my ride pulls up.
Of course, it wouldn't have mattered if I was a minute or two late, but it still felt like I got away with something.
Monday, January 12, 2009
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