So I'm cruising along to work this morning, right? Ya know I drive like 87 miles to get to work at 7 in the AM so I don't mess around. I GET to work. Well, while getting to work I got pulled over and slapped with a speeding ticket. I was crying my eyes out and even when the CHP officer asked me why I was going so fast... I really had no idea and gave him an honest dumbfounded look. I explained to him that I commute to Palmdale and that I had a "quick turnaround." Meaning I go from the night shift to the day shift and... he was so cool. I could never be an officer... I'd feel like total crap ruining someones driving record for something lame like that. I was only going 75 in a 65 mile zone. Dude, if I want to make it to work before Christmas I'm afraid I HAVE to drive faster than the speed limit AND I don't want to get killed by the flow of traffic. But whatever... I just feel like I can't get any breaks. I'm so tired... if Id have known that going to work earlier than my start time would have entailed me getting a ticket I would have slept in. :( I hate myself some days... grr.
P.S. Got your email
fleurbleu, I'll be emailing you back soon. Great hearin' from ya, kinda turned my morning around, thanks. *hugs* :)