Why?

I was on my way to drop my children off at the babysitters this morning. It was a leisurely drive. I actually left in plenty of time, so I wouldn't be rushing.

I am on Airways just coming across the overpass where Kellogg's is, and a Memphis police officer comes hauling ass out of a side street with lights and sirens. I look in my rear view mirror and I'm thinking, "He just got a serious call." I politely pull over to the far right hand lane when I notice he isn't flying past me. He's getting behind me.

Holy Mary, Mother of God!!!! You have got to be kidding me. I am not believing what is happening. Normally a speeding ticket is not the end of the world, but I just got one in West Memphis not 2 months ago, and my husband got one about a month ago. Why does God hate us?

Officer Who-the Fuck-Cares comes to the window and says, "I clocked you at 48. The speed limit here is 40."

Another perfectly good day ruined by this hell-hole of a city. I have got to get out of here.

I'm sorry B.