"Whoop Whoop!"

Are you kidding me? At this point I was ticked beyond belief!

So I have a doctor's appointment yesterday morning at 10:30. Knowing it would be a short drive, or should I say thinking, I left giving myself 15 minutes to make it on time. There is nothing I hate more than arriving tardy to anything-especially a first appointment with a doctor you have been waiting a whole month to see. I left work and followed Yahoo Maps-we will call this mistake #1. I let my better judgement fail me, and I used this map and directions to take me everywhere but my destination. I was literally driving in circles, looking at street signs, frantically changing the radio (which probably wasn't helping), and I finally gave up. I called the office and of course I got the "We are unable to answer the phone right now due to assisting other patients, blah blah blah..." I then made mistake #2-I continued to drive in the direction I felt was right-wrong again! The sweet lady from the office finally called me back to talk to me. She gave me what sounded like simple directions. I thought I could easily do it myself without having to stay on the phone with her-mistake#3. I hung up the phone and drove down the wrong road. I decided to do another loop around Birmingham and I made the biggest mistake of all-#4 which in my mind was not a mistake. I drove up 11th Court South, and I could see construction workers guiding traffic. As they were directing me around the mess, a Birmingham police officer turned on his lights and did that sound you always fear-the "Whoop Whoop!" sound. To embarrass me even more he decided to use his loud speaker to say, "Back your Honda down the hill. You cannot drive pass the construction!" I was HORRIFIED!!! I rolled my window down and yelled back, "Sir, I hate to be a pain, but I cannot back down the hill. You see I never really grasped the...." He then interrupted me with yelling, "Like I said, BACK DOWN THE HILL RIGHT NOW!" At this point I knew he didn't care why I couldn't back down. I thought well there is no need to prove this based on being pissed, I would prove it based on my original repsonse to him-I simply CANNOT back out of driveways, parking spaces, and most of all backwards down a curvy road that sits on a steep hill. I thought I was going to lose it. My car was fish tailing as if I were intoxicated at the wheel. I never perform well under pressure while backing up, but having a police officer flashing his lights and screaming at me, sure as heck didn't help at this point. Once I get to the bottom of the hill, he yells, "Howdy Ma'm! I ain't never seen someone back out so awful!" Now the jerk is mocking me and making fun of me. I look him right in the eyes and say, "Sir I need to get to a doctor's appointment that I was supposed to be at 20 minutes ago. Thanks to you I am going to be 30 minutes late." It was probably not the best thing to say, but I was pissed! He laughed and said, "Well then, what's stopping you?" Enough said-my facial expression said it all. If looks could kill, he'd be what I'd like to call-road kill.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed and humiliated. Disappointed you ask? I've never been given a speeding ticket, never been given a warning, and NEVER been pulled over. I know this sounds weird, but I always thought the first time I would get pulled over I would deserve it-like speeding, not coming to a complete stop, etc. not for driving up a hill with construction. The only good thing that came out of it was technically I still haven't been pulled over... "Yanked down the bottom of the hill is more like it!"