Leah and the terrible horrible no good very bad day

When I say I have no luck, I mean it. As soon as I think something great is going to happen, something equally horrible will happen to put me back in my place, the place where I remember that...I have no luck.

Example: Yesterday I had an appointment to give a presentation to a company about why I should do their social media. It was a big deal to me because it's a multi-million dollar company and would mean a steady paycheck for at least a few months while I worked on this project.

10 minutes before I had to leave, my fever (the one I've had off and one for 2 weeks) broke which meant my dress shirt was soaked through with sweat and THEN my computer decided it just wouldn't turn on. It was fully charged, and looked like it was on, but the screen was black. I couldn't bring a malfunctioning computer to a presentation, so I did what any sick, sweaty and out of their mind person would do and brought a harriet the spy notebook with a few things I jotted down that I could remember from my presentation. I then came up with the plan to try to act like my intentions all along were to only talk but I had a presentation ready if that's what he wanted. Thank God he didn't want the presentation...

On the way to my meeting (I'm still sweating) it was so sunny outside that I couldn't tell if some lights were red or green. I'm looking for the address of the place, which was on the south side in a sort of janky area. I can't find it so I turn around and as I turn around, I immediately hear sirens.

Me: Hi...Um, was that a red light or a green? I couldn't really tell. It's so sunny out!
Mr. Officer: I don't know, but you were driving down a one way street.
Me: Oh, really? I mean, I wasn't actually driving down it. I was just turning around. I'm lost! Do you know where this address is? (Like my quick subject change here? He didn't...)
Mr. Officer: License and registration please.

I then had to scramble to find Dan's insurance/registration with the sun beating down on me, which caused me to start sweating even more. Plus Dan has documents in his car all the way back from 1998 and I couldn't find them!

Eventually I did, and eventually the cop realized I'm just retarded and wasn't breaking any traffic rules on purpose. Oh, and it turned out I was directly in front of the address I was trying to reach.

He left me with a very wise word of advice (and no ticket!) He said, "You need to be more careful. We don't want you killing anybody."

I thought that was a little dramatic just for turning around on a one way. And if it REALLY was a one way (there was no sign) why was there a green/red light that let you go onto that street in the first place? Riddle me that, Mr. Officer!