Today was the worst day I’ve had in years that didn’t involve a trip to the hospital. My life is dog doody.
On the way down to Chattanooga, just past Normandy Dam, a cop pulled me over.
I was puzzled.
He asked to see my license & registration.
Then, he asked me to step out of the car.
Then, my good dress pants got caught on a spring in the seat cushion. I didn’t have a hole there yesterday. I couldn’t get loose!
The cop snapped at me to get out of the car now!
I reached down to free myself, with my hands at waist level to reach the seat of my trousers…
COP:
He had his pistol halfway out of the holster. :eek:
I tore my pants getting out of the car with my hands up.
It took awhile to straighten things out.
It seems that my car’s plates were two years out of date! 
I got a ticket. Only the second or third I’ve gotten in 20 years.
Why didn’t the State send me a renewal notice?
Then I notice that the letter of referral that I had was missing! It had blown out of the car, unnoticed!
That’s when I noticed the oil stain on my clean white dress shirt. The hingles on the glove compartment. Ug.
I got there early, as I had to cross a time zone, and I didn’t know if the appointment was Eastern or Central time.
I just stopped in to check. I figured that I’d have time to buy a new shirt & pants at K-Mart, & still look good.
But the early appointment was a no-show, and they insisted on seeing me right away.
During the perfunctory interview, I realized that they had never considered hiring me in the first place! I drove 200 miles for nothing.
When I got home, I stepped in cat vomit in the garage.
Then I spent the afternoon running around, trying to get my license plates.
It would take those County Clerk people half an hour to peel a grape!!
The State is sending my notifications to the wrong address!
And I’m $160 in the hole!
And I haven’t even contacted the court yet!!! Or paid the fines!!! :mad: :mad: :mad:
Shoot me. 
