May 23, 2005 20:11
Got my ass pulled over by a pig Saturday night. Admittedly I was speeding on NW 102nd....47 mph in a 35 mph zone. And I made an improper turn onto Halsey. Turned a little too wide because I was speeding. Next thing to know the fuzz was on my tail. He was driving one of those big white SUV's that for some reason the police department must have. Not that I've ever seen the police off-roading much, but then what SUV owner does? So things could only get worse from there....well, not as bad as it could have been. I didn't have a kilo of crank in the passenger seat, or an open bottle of booze in my lap. I didn't make any sudden moves or cuss the cop out. I was quiet and respectful, and deeply embarrassed. But when he asked for my licence, proof of insurance, and registration, I realized that I was in deeper trouble. My licence was fine, had that in my wallet. My proof of insurance was two months out of date. Had the up-to-date paperwork at home but that did me no good there and then. My registration card was no where to be found. Had the last two cards in my glove box but they were long expired.
Yeah, I'm a friggin' idiot, and disorganized to boot.
So the piggie scolded me a bit and told me how bad I was and read me a laundry list of all the hundreds of dollars worth of fines he could impose upon me, including towing my car for not having current proof of insurance. But, much to my relief, he let me off with a warning because my record was clean. For that I am immensely grateful. So I came away from it all just a little wiser.