Okay it was a day just like any other day in my life. I overslept. I just kept hitting that snooze button on my cell phone. My bed was just too comfortable and I was warmly cuddled up to my favorite cat Trance. I felt safe and secure snuggled down in my big bed with my comfy down filled comforter tucked over me. Life couldn't be any more perfect at that moment.
BZZZZ...... BZZZZZZZZ ... What was that annoying sound that was blasting me out of my dreams? It took me a few seconds to figure out that it was the alarm clock. That's when I awoke with panic in my eyes and a curse on my breath. I blearily eyed the time and sprang out of bed sending both Trance and myself flying to the floor.
I had exactly fifteen minutes to get to work on time. Yeah, like that was going to happen. It normally takes me fifteen minutes just to drink my first cup of wake up. There was going to be no coffee at home for me this morning. I quickly put on a skirt and blouse, and to heck with struggling with pantyhose today. I brushed my teeth, combed my hair and grabbed my purse.
Do you remember that annoying game show with Kathi Lee called I Can Name That Tune? The one where the contestants would out do each other by proclaiming I can name that tune in two notes. Well I have one-upped them. I can drive to work in 4.5 minutes (that is if I don't hit the traffic light on red). I have stopped running the red lights (not a choice of my own) since the city has installed a "smile your on candid camera".
I pulled in to the parking lot of my work and snuffed out my cigarette, I had two minutes to spare. My only thought at that moment was the mug of coffee that I could get once inside. No sooner than I shut my car door I heard, "Good Morning Ms. Donna" and then laughter. The greeting was from a father of one of my students, he slowly walked towards me as I grumbled back "Morning". He then proceeded to bend down at my feet and pick something up. As he straightened up he placed in my hand what he had just picked up off the ground, and smiled. I looked in my hand and at his retreating back as he said "Have a nice night?" It took me a moment to realize what had been placed in my hand, "Oh my God!" I exclaimed out loud. He had just handed me a pair of my lacy black panties that had fallen out of my car!
It is a known fact to my friends and family that I live in my car, well not really but you get the picture. I know that if I am ever stranded in a snowstorm while driving I will be a survivor. I have everything in my car from food, pots, pans, books, bottled water and clothes. I figured that the panties must of came from the recent trip I took to my sisters house or from the laundry basket I had transported to my sons house. I found the whole incident rather amusing. Not wanting to be any later I shoved the offending panties in my purse and went into work.
I bee lined it to the kitchen and straight to the coffee pot announcing to the ladies standing there to "Walk away from the coffee pot and no one gets hurt". The crowd parted automatically like the Red Sea. To talk to me before mass consumptio