What does Karma have to do with oven mitts?
Easy. Just sit back and learn okay? Don't let this happen to you... or do.
I laugh at people. I know there are others of you out there that don't, and I wish I was as cool as you, but I do. Not usually something I can stop. I try, but it just begins in my belly and slowly makes it's bubbly way up until it bursts from me and I laugh out loud.
I get laughed at a lot also, so I get my fair share back. Just sayin.
Anyway, it's getting hot here where I live. That means our cars and steering wheels get really REALLY hot. I usually put up those things that go in your window to block out the sun, and it dulls the heat on the steering wheel so I don't burn my hands.
Well the other day I'm driving and singing really loud to myself in the car, because I was
alone. As I stop at a stop light, I look over to see an older lady, looking straight ahead, holding on to the steering wheel at a good 10 and 2 position, wearing... oven mitts.
I'm smiling to myself right now remembering it. It was funny. I burst out laughing. Laughing, laughing, laughing. I mean, at the time, I'd never seen anything so funny. I started crying I was laughing so hard. Make my shoulders shake kind of laugh.
Light turns green, I drive ahead, I think to myself how silly it was that she was wearing oven mitts while driving, I laugh some more.
End Scene.
A few days later. I walk out to my car on a particularly hot day. I get in, start the car, roll down the windows, put my sunglasses on, text somebody back, put my car in R (for reverse) and proceed to put BOTH hands on the steering wheel to back up. As I turn around to check for people or cars behind me (nobody watches where they are going in that parking lot)-my mind begins to register that my hands are BURNING!!!
Forgetful me had forgotten to put the SHADE up. Forgetful me also didn't think what the consequences might be, forgetful me got my hands BURNED!
I'm not kidding. Not like a hospital emergency burn, but definitely a, OW! WHAT THE HELK! Kinda burn. It hurt, and I may have whimpered.
My mind instantly went to Old Lady with Oven Mitts. I wasn't laughing anymore. But you know who was?!?!? Karma. She was laughing. She has never been my friend.
Anybody else out there laugh at people one day and then turn around and get slapped in the face with karma? Or does she only play tricks like that on me? Is there a lesson to be learned?
Let me know in comments.
Love,
