I see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Hey, have I ever told you about the time I was asked to drive two hours from camp to go pick up a guest clinician, who happens to be an award-winning composer, from the airport only to get lost about 5 minutes after leaving the airport and then have to spend the entire two hour drive back with aforementioned award-winning composer in the passenger seat getting directions from the GPS system on his Blackberry, and then as we are literally 30 seconds away from pulling into campus and can see the music building about 100 yards away I GOT PULLED OVER FOR SPEEDING.

I haven't? Oh, it's because it just happened to me a few days ago.

UGH.