Thursday, August 24, 2006

Sirens, Lights, Ticket!

Okay, before everyone starts cheering about this because, I, a well known speeder and escaper of tickets, finally got one, let me explain the inhumanity of it all. I'm not one bit repentant. Well, maybe a little. But definitely not a lot. All the other times I've been pulled over, if I HAD received a ticket, I would have nodded acceptance to my obvious guilt and taken it without a single iota of resentment. The police officers, in their graciousness, deemed me to either be
1. a learner from my mistakes
2. a nurse who should know better
3. a really sad, pathetic little girl, who needs to drive away fast before I get really annoyed with her crying
4. an offence worthy of a written warning only OR
5. to have such a good record, it would be a shame to mar it with a ticket.
Yup, I think that's all of them. But this time was different. This time I was not speeding. Technically. In my own opinion.
I was in a 55mph speed zone, I'll admit it. But I could SEE the 65mph speed sign in front of me. So I felt at liberty to increase my speed. And of course, RIGHT before I reach the 65mph sign, a police officer, just waiting for it's speeding prey, pounces like a chimpanzee on a cheeto. There was no pleasant banter, no small talk like I had grown accustomed to. It was all business. This was because he knew it was a cheap trick and wanted to get me out of there as soon as possible because he was so shamefaced. It was written in his every move. Or perhaps he just wanted to get back quickly to his same sneaky position and catch another unsuspecting bug in his venous fly trap.
I have my ticket, and I'll pay my dues, but there is no way I'll feel contrite about this one! Um...but it's made me a safer driver. And better observer for stationary squad cars.

1 comment:

Jane Swanson said...

...a chimpanse on a cheeto?!... very funny!!!

The whole idea is to get you to DRIVE, I say,


Great story, as always.