I’ve got some shocking news.
I had a day off.
And that day off was followed by ANOTHER day off.
I know, right? Two in a row! With a normal 40 hour week! I’ve never felt so relaxed.
My paycheck came in last week. The one that included all my overtime from a couple weeks ago? 19 hours over to be exact. I’ve been thinking of ways to spoil myself with all the extra dough I earned… a new purse… a shopping trip for the boys… a shopping trip with Mario… new running shoes…
Then yesterday it came to me. Literally. It came to me in the mail. And suddenly I knew what I was going to do with the extra money.
I’ll be writing a check to the City of East St. Louis for $240.
For the second time this week I cried.
I drive 100 miles round trip 5 days a week. I haven’t had a ticket or a wreck or have even been stopped in over 27 years. I am a cautious and conscientious driver and pride myself on it. (Now’s not the time to bring up any past posts about my driving habits….)
For the past few months, the city has been “working” on the interstate going to and from downtown St. Louis. For the past two months there have been cones blocking one lane in each direction. For the past two months, I have seen NO workers doing anything on these roads. For the past two months, most commuters have slowed down from the 65 mile per hour speed limit to about 55 miles per hour. I tend to drive with the flow of traffic…..
Which led to receiving a picture of my car in the mail, with many other cars around me, and a notice to pay the hefty fine.
I wanna fight it, but I’m too tired. I get that they’re wanting to keep the workers safe, but there’s NEVER any workers out there! It kinda makes me feel like they’re setting us up… just block off some lanes and set up a camera and just like that, the city is no longer poor. (One of my co-workers got a ticket as well…)
So that’s what I’m doing with my hard earned overtime money. I’m giving it to a very poor community with the highest crime rate in America. Perhaps I can write it off as a donation.
In the meantime, I’m keeping my horsey whoa-ed, and hoping I’m not trampled by everyone else.
And in a sick way, I’m hoping they’re all receiving tickets too…..