Irony

Today started so good and ended somewhat badly. I had a great morning. I was up at 7:30, out the door at 9. I did a little early Christmas shopping and even found a screaming deal, 93% off! The house was even cleaned up.

I headed out this afternoon for work. Right now I'm just doing on-call hours for the place I did my internship over the summer. Today I picked up a 9 year old boy that I've been working with quite a bit. So, we did our normal schedule of schoolwork at the library, then dinner, and then play time. He did great a his school work (not even one complaint, which is saying something for this kid) and wasn't fussy when we got him dinner. The problem was finding things to do after dinner. We found a few things to keep us going and had a good night together.

The problems all started when I brought him home. No one was there. And my phone was completely dead. I couldn't even turn it on long enough to get my coordinators number. We drove to a pay phone and I had a few numbers written down, but no one was picking up. We drove back to his house a couple times in between calls to see if anyone had arrived home. Finally, 30 minutes after he was supposed to be home, his foster dad finally showed up. An emergency had come up so his foster mom was in the ER and his foster dad was delayed at work. Now, I just had to get home to charge my phone and let my coordinator know everything was alright.

So, I'm hurrying home on the freeway, when I see a cop come on the freeway. I slowed down a bit and kept driving. The cop slowed down and as I was going the speed limit I passed him. He then got behind me and started up his lights so I pulled over. I didn't know why he was pulling me over when I wasn't speeding and there were people going much faster than I was.

"Miss, did you know your headlight was out?" I told him I didn't and that my dad had an auto body business so I'd bring it in to get fixed right away. He checked my license and insurance and let me go. As I finished my drive home I just started laughing at the irony of the one day my phone dies is the one day I need it most. And that the one day I need to hurry home after work (since my phone is dead) is the one day I get pulled over. I finally got home, finally called my coordinator, and finally got dinner at 9:30 pm. I'll never let my phone battery get that low again.