Surviving the Domestic Jungle

Today I had one of those moments that someone makes you look like a jack ass and there is nothing you can do about it but look like a jack ass. The carpool lane at my daughters school has become a little more orderly and there is now a crossing guard who seems to enjoy his power. He ushered me up to where I was blocking one of the entrances into the school. I doubled checked that it was ok. He said yes so I did what I was told. Teachers have an intimidating factor no matter how old you get! Anyway, he then proceeds to walk away and an enormous amount of traffic builds up wanting to turn into the entrance I was now blocking. Well, enter jack ass moment. I looked like “that person” who just openly blocks entrances. I was embarrassed but at the same time I was told to be there so I didn’t actually know how to feel. I was not impressed with the skills of the teacher/ crossing guard. The carpool is the LAST place you want to make a mistake. People get rowdy when that line does not flow smoothly. The only person who knew I wasn’t a jack ass was the minivan behind me who saw him make me move forward. I just sat there with literally 20 cars glaring at me….that was fun!