So this morning I took my usual route to work. Headed out of the apartment, across Cutten Road, where I then turn left at the stop sign behind Pappasito’s, in front of a different apartment complex, and head towards 1960. (I know most of you have NO clue what I am talking about, but just play along…) So, I am sitting there singing along to my Sarah Evans CD, and I come up to the stop sign. I stop, and then I notice this white Explorer pulling out of the apartment parking lot *right* in front of me. Literally. Like 5 feet away. As I look up I realize it’s the owner of the FC (that would be Former Company or whatever else you want to think FC might mean) in the Explorer. Well, the owners – the husband and the wife. I think I let out a little scream. So the Pure Evil ™ thought crosses through my mind that if I punched on the gas right then and there I could truly ruin their morning. Considering I had an 11am meeting with a wonderful client, I simply giggled about my Pure Evil ™ thought, and wondered if they even realized it was me. They cleared the intersection, I turned left … and then as I turned right onto 1960 I ran over some pieces of concrete that had broken off of the curb. I could tell that it wasn’t a good thing, but I had no idea how bad it was until a block or two down the road when I realized my steering wheel didn’t seem quite right, and there was a strange sound …
Yes, by the time I got to the office, one mile down the road, I had a flat tire. And when the tow truck driver came out to put on my spare (yes, I am a wimp) he said it didn’t look like the kind of hole that could be repaired; I am going to need a new tire.
See what happens when you have Pure Evil ™ thoughts? Nothing good. Now if I had spunk like Candi, I could have at least made the most of the moment to truly enjoy it, done something to really grab their attention or something like that. Oh well, I did get a nice laugh out of it all to start my day, and at my meeting the client ended up having more revisions to their site for 2002 then I expected, so it all ended well.
4 replies on “Evil Thoughts Get You Nowhere…”
LMAO at the PE thoughts! But damn, that karma got ya 😉
Oh man, sucky — I’m sorry! But if I had a flat tire for every pure evil thought I had… 😉 Good thing I don’t drive any more huh?
LMAO Robyn!
Sorry to hear about the tire, Christine. It’s obviously an expense you hadn’t anticipated and will cause a little crimp in the budget. I am just happy that’s all it was and concrete didn’t fly up and get lodged or something and cause additional damage! It’s possible you know, in fact something similar happened to me and the whole muffler and exhaust system became detached and fell off while I was driving down the highway!
Oooh… voodoo…. 😯