Yep. Those moments.
Those moments where your heart pounds in your chest so fast you think it's going to burst. Blood rushes to your ears and your stomach drops to your feet.
Those "I'm soo in trouble" moments.
I had one of those moments yesterday.
I emptied the mailbox. An everyday occurrence. No biggie ... except for what it contained. An unfamiliar looking envelope. It didn't look like a regular bill so I thought I better open it pronto and what did I see?
A Police infringement notice for speeding. A fine! OMG ... No, it can't be! Rick is going to kill me ... or at least my backside!
After panicking for a bit I then studied the details on the notice (date, time, location etc) and slowly started breathing again.
It was Rick not me!! I was sure of it!
I then started to shake my head and I confess to having a little laugh to myself. Yes with relief but also the irony of the situation.
I phoned Rick to give him the
I told him all the details. It was you! I said. After talking for a little while he said "Well, I guess we accept it was me" followed later by "You're just glad it wasn't you" ... uh, ya think??
Fortunately the speed was minimally over the limit and the fine small. In fact, more than anything we are slightly annoyed they issued it ... but I guess the law is the law. So we
Now, of course if it had have been my fine we all know how that would have ended up! Unfair I say!
Fess up. You all thought this was going to be a tale of how I got my tail burnt for getting a speeding ticket. Am I right? :)