Isn't it ironic, don't you think?

If you remember from this post, I got a driving ticket back in July. I was distracted by my phone while texting and driving.

Again, I’ll say, don’t do it.

Well, I had 60 days to take the driving course to keep the points off my license and so this past weekend I spent Saturday morning at Alpha 2 Omega traffic school. Yes, that’s the name.

Yes, Jesus, the Alpha and Omega, was all up in there convicting me that I was to NEVER do this again.

Anyhow, there was a packed crowd. Every seat was accounted for.

You would be surprised that a majority of the people were made up of old people. On second thought, maybe you’re not, as it’s a known fact that some old people in America today DO NOT know how to drive.

But I was in the class too, so who am I to talk?

So the back row where I sat was made up of all us young offenders.

We each had to go around stating our name and what we were there for.

Red light runners and speeders seemed to be the norm as we went around the room.

Then it comes around to me where I proceeded to say.. "Hi, my name is Lauren and I was ticketed for careless driving because I was distracted by my phone and was texting while driving."

No joke, a big “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” resounds from everyone in the room and everyone turns around to look at me.

I felt like the biggest criminal offender in the world and wanted to shrink down in my seat.

Let me say I know texting while driving is a huge deal and not making light of it, but this gets better…

So then two seats down from me on criminal row, the gentleman says, “Hi, my name is so and so and I am here for high speed pursuit and I was arrested and was mandated by the court to take this class.”

Yes, high speed pursuit people…As in running from the cops.

And want to know something, not a peep from anyone at this man’s confession. But for me, I got the “ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

I wanted to stand up right then and there and say, did you not hear this man? Give him an “ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, I want to hear an “ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

In the words of Alanis Morrisette, isn’t it ironic, don’t you think??

But in my defense, at least I didn’t have to get a mug shot taken!