Opps, Why Target Should Open Earlier

Target doesn’t open until 8 a.m.  There are exactly two Target stores between my home and my work.  The only conveniently located Walmart between my work and my home is about a mile from my house.  I know all of these seemly random facts because I needed them to not be true last week.

I work about 35 to 40 minutes from my house, and I teach an 8 a.m., a 9 a.m. and a 10 a.m. class on Monday, Wednesday and Friday.  I usually leave the house by 6:45, but I got a late start because I was goofing around.  I took a full, very hot cup of coffee with me and hoped I wouldn’t be late to work.  Just shortly before the first Target on my route, but a long way from my house and the only Walmart, I dropped my coffee cup in my lap.  The lid slipped off, and about 12 ounces of hot coffee formed a puddle on my lap.

After crying out for no one to hear, bemoaning the fact that I was too late to go home and change, and calling my husband so I could hear him laugh at me, I pulled into the first Target.  I thought I could get in, get a new skirt, and get out in less than five minutes.  Of course, that plan would have worked if Target had opened before my first class of the day.  Instead of buying a replacement skirt, I did a U-turn in the parking lot, and still lost about five precious minutes.

As I passed the next Target, I surveyed the parking lot, and decided not to waste any more time pointlessly touring parking lots.  Instead I formulated a new plan.  I would go to the bookstore at work.  Maybe they would have scrubs or a tennis skirt I could wear.  I have spilled on myself before, and at this point if I had just been a little stained, I would have suffered the embarrassment and gone with it for the morning.  However, my lower half was soaking wet and getting colder, so “just going with it” wouldn’t work this time.

With 15 minutes to spare, I walked up to the school bookstore.  “Closed?  What do you mean, closed!”  I thought in my head, so I wouldn’t be late, stained, soaking wet and crazy.  The convenience store next door was open, and they sold me a lovely pair of gray sweatpants.  I proudly redefined “business casual” in my new gray attire, and I think I helped some of my students win bets on why I would come to work in something so silly.

Around 11 a.m., I was finally able to purchase some new clothes that were more appropriate for my business day.  Notice I said “some”.  I did use my horror story as an excuse to spoil myself.  Anyway, life is too short not to have fun.  And since I am good at laughing at myself, I laugh all the time.

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