Where's My Coffee?

The girls have gymnastics on Mondays after school. Yesterday, after picking them up at school, I realised that I was missing some tortilla chips for the chili supper that evening. Figuring I had at least 20 extra minutes, we stopped at Longo's for a few items. Since they have a Starbucks in the grocery store, I figured this would also save me a trip to stop for coffee as well.

The lineup at the check out was a little longer than I had expected and so we were in a hurry leaving the store. I told the girls to quickly get into the car because we were going to be late for gymnastics. I had to wait to back out of the parking spot. Finally there was a break in the traffic and I pulled out. The driver waiting kept honking the horn.

"Look dude. I am backing out as fast as I can. Please be a little patient"

He kept honking.

"I saw you there. I didn't hit you or anything else. Ugh. Fool."

The crazy part of me started thinking what would happen if I had hit something and not stopped. I now had silly thoughts about the police showing up at the door accusing me of something I had not done. Whatever.

As we got closer to the gymnastics club, I felt around for my coffee.

Shoot.

"Girls, I think I lost my coffee. Alia, Kyra, is there liquid on the back windows?"

"Yeah! Maman!"

"Oh, Maman did a silly thing. I left the coffee on the roof of the car!"

There went my $5 Grande Espresso Chocolate Truffle light whip!

No wonder the driver in the parking lot was honking! Who's the fool now?