CAMELOT FANTASIES

What a day I had. Is anyone as afraid of the police as I am? Seriously, a police car behind me is enough to put me straight into cardiac arrest.

So today, for once I was very productive. Got a lot of things done and was pretty pleased with myself. I worked all day and then it was time to pick up my son for school. I rushed out the door and was driving down the street when I started to doubt if I had turned off my chili. I continue so I made a U-turn and went back home to check. There was no one around so I didn't think anything about it.

I got home, checked, and everything was fine, but now I was running late. I started out again and a block away from the expressway, a police came through the light, made a U-turn and got behind me. No worries, I was getting on the highway and he'd probably turn off. It didn't happen. He got on the expressway behind me. I made sure to drive the speed limit. At every exit I kept waiting for him to get off, but he never did.

Now my head is starting to spin. Had I done something that I wasn't aware of? I knew my tags and lights were fine, but he would stop stalking me. Finally, I get off the expressway, but the nightmare isn't over. He follows me all the way to the school. I'm getting nervous because now I'm running a few minutes late and I know my son is going to call me. I don't dare answer the phone and I know my son is standing outside in the cold.

Finally, I'm saved by a red light. The phone rings. It's him. I try to push it on the seat beside me. I accidentally hang up. He calls back. This time I answer, but I'm afraid to lift the phone. I try to hit the speaker, but since I don't use it often I can't find.

Thankfully, he's outside so he's speaking loud. I'm talking, watching the police to make sure he doesn't know what I'm doing. Then, my son starts walking towards me, but there's no place to park and I don't know what to do. I don't want to drive past him, but I still can't shake this policeman. Finally, the cruiser passes me and my son gets in the car.

Talk about a sigh of relief. My son was like, "what's wrong?" He could tell I was visibly upset. I told him and we laughed all the way home.