"Why Me?"

Why Me?
May 26, 2006

It wasn’t fair! Now he was going to be late because one of the kids wouldn’t cooperate. Josh cautiously sped up his car so he was going 5 miles-per-hour faster than the speed limit. He kept looking for police cars, but was determined to make up for lost time.

He wasn’t late very often. Surely his boss Mr. Cavanaugh would understand. Still, he was frustrated. He should have left 10 minutes ago, but his son Brian insisted on making the morning as miserable as possible. Finally, with the children safely dropped off at school, Josh had only to drive the 13 miles to work.

He was making good time, and 15 minutes later he swung his car around the corner just as a tractor-trailer came speeding through the intersection. The two vehicles just missed each other, and though he knew he had narrowly missed catastrophe, Josh hurried on into the parking lot of the building where he worked.

He was only two minutes late. Not too bad, he thought. Still it was not something he let happen very often.

As he took the elevator up to his office, what Josh didn’t know, is that if he had been on time this morning, the truck would have hit his car. The twisted metal and fireball that would have engulfed him would have extinguished his life. Sometimes “bad” luck can be good…

- Kevin J. Curtis