I’m kinda left wondering: what’s next?
So, I had to go to a coaches’ meeting today at 8…I just heard about it Wednesday. I show up…directions are wrong. I finally get straightened out and get to the place (half an hour late). ONE other coach is there. I’m the only coach from my school. I try to log in (the meeting was about a mandatory online class), and I can’t–the password doesn’t work. We can’t figure it out, so the lead guy lets me and the other coach go.
I try to get on the freeway, but the on ramp is closed.
I get on going the opposite way, thinking I can just take the next exit and turn around…nope. At that entrance ramp, both ramps are closed. So I’m on some random street, and I follow the “detour” signs which takes me on a 45 minute goose-chase detour.
Finally, I see an entrance ramp about half a mile ahead…then (I kid you not) the panel to my driver-side door falls off. Not the whole door, mind you, just the plastic/fiberglass covering on the outside.
So I pull over and walk back to retrieve it. All the while, a few semi-trucks run over it.
When I go to pick it up in the street, I look to my left. One of my students is standing there. And she’s not one of my “good” students. I have problems with her all the time.
She saw the whole cotton-pickin thing.
She’s got this smart-aleck grin on her face.
I pick up my door, and I look straight at her. Pause…
All I can manage to say at this point is, “shut up.” And I walk off, throw the door in the backseat, and peel off.
I can’t wait til Monday.
