Karma will get you every time

During my morning workout I was watching last night's Earl and it reminded of something that happened this week.

I was driving home to take my wife to the Dr. on Wednesday. I was going through Dover on the Spaulding, and just as I got to exit 8, the car in front of me swerved suddenly. It took me a second to see why they were swerving - a big black box of some kind was in the middle of the lane. I tried to go around it, but apparently it was sliding in the direction I was going and I couldn't avoid it. As I hit it, it made a surprisingly solid thump and then went spinning off to the side of the road where it couldn't hurt anybody else. I got a closer look at it, and it was one of those big black padded cases that one would use to protect a large musical instrument maybe or some expensive sound equipment. When I got home, there was a piece of the plastic wedged in my headlight and my plastic bumper was cracked. It's not too bad, but would probably cost $1000 to replace.

I was really ticked off for a while, until I remembered something that I did years ago. I was trying to move from one apartment to another on the cheap, so I borrowed my Boss's pickup truck. I had a full load, but I wedged a playpen in the side anyway. I figured it was in tight enough to prevent it from getting bounced out - and I was right, but I neglected to think about something else. It was the old-style playpen which folded in half, so when it's folded, the top bar and a bunch of fabric would hang down to the side. I did NOT have this part wedged in. So I'm cruising down this 4-lane highway, and I hit a little bump. This caused the side to swing up a little bit, and that was all it took. That swung out, along with the fabric, and turned into a wing. The wind got a hold of that wing and ripped it out of the truck. The thing went sailing, narrowly missing the car behind me (being driven by a friend of mine). I'm ashamed to say it, but I got the heck out of there as fast as I could. The next day we drove by the same spot and saw the mangled playpen on the side of the road - it had clearly been hit by 1 or more cars. Again, I kept on driving.

So anyway, I guess I deserved this little incident this week. Like Earl says:
"Karma. You got to love it."