Failed Exercises

So, per the previous post below, Handsome bet me (more or less) that he wouldn't pick me up from school today when i was done with classes.  I thought he was bluffing and allowed him to drive me there and drop me off, all the same.  I thought, "He must be bluffing, because we're meeting people at 3:30, and I get out of class at 3:15, so there's no way he'd actually leave me stranded."

Thats what I thought.

Thats not what happened.

See, if you look on the time stamp of this post, you'll see that its past 3:15.  Heck, its past 3:30!  As I live & breathe (and type this), its 3:41.  And I'm at school.  Because I'm stranded.

But its not because I've married a man who is stubborn, incorrigible (which I spelled correctly the 1st time!! go me!), and strong-willed, although he is those things a lot of the time.  I'm stranded because of something that looks a little like this:

though probably only a little.

This reminds me of another time (but much worse) that I was left stranded due to a fire call.  But I'll have to tell you more about that later, because Handsome has vanquished the flame monster and is now here to get me.

Living it like I stole it, 

TFW