The power of being late

Don't you just hate being late? Especially when it's something that's totally out of your hands? That's what happened to me this morning.

Usually I wake up and head to work about 7:15, but lo and behold, that's about when the power decided to go out. The only reason I know this is because the little woman had just walked out the door a few minutes before and I was just getting back into my last few minutes of sleep.

Needless to say, I woke up later than I should have and was late to work.

What was weirder is the fact that the power went out. Initially I though maybe we had forgotten to pay the bill, especially considering the time they turned it out and since it was clear as a bell outside. It was just weird, lemme tell ya.

I guess I'll never know why the power went out. Luckily, I don't teach a class first thing in the morning, so it wasn't that big of a deal, but I still hate being late!

Yeah, I'm weird like that. Anything like ever happen to any of you?