Karma in da car

Well some time ago, as I was driving around my neighborhood,
I was nearly crashed into by a nun - twice in the same day!
There is a Carmelite Monastery nearby,
they are a contemplative order.
That means they mostly pray,
taking turns around the clock.
They do go out to run errands, groceries, gas etc.
I know this because I've chatted with them in the market a few times.
My 14 years of Catholic school make it impossible for me to walk by
without saying, "Good afternoon sister."
Then she replies, and sometimes asks if I am a former student
of catholic schools and given my chatterbox nature,
and the fact that I have yet to learn the meaning of the word stranger,
it leads to an interesting chat.
Anyway on the day in question I was entering the CVS parking lot
and out of the corner of my eye I saw a car
coming out of the aisle to my right.
The driver didn't see me and just whoosed past.
I saw the white habit and thought. "A NUN?"
Later, coming out of the lot onto a side street,
I was nearly clobbered from the left - different car - Nun driving.
"Huh?"
I've been driving especially alert since then - watching out for
the revenge of the nuns.
There is one nun still alive who had the challenge
of being my 11th and 12th grade teacher,
she'll tell you it was - interesting.
Well - karma is weird!
Just a while ago my li'l neighbor, Paulo, came running to tell me
there was "a cop in front of the house."
I went to see - yea nosey - I know!
Yes, there was a "cop" - giving a ticket to a . . . nun !
I'll just say hmmmmmmm !