Jul 13, 2008 17:06
So this weekend I had my college pals come up, Sarah from Long Island, Mel from Brooklyn, and Julia from poughkeepsie. This morning we were driving through poughkeepsie to meet up with our friend Sam (who also lives in Poughkeepsie) at the I-HOP. I've never been there, so Julia was attempting to give me directions as I sped/drove like an asshole through the confusing streets.
Keep in mind this is 8:30 in the morning.
After I make a right-hand turn, I see lights come to life behind me and hear a BLURP BLURP noise.
State trooper. Damn it.
I pull over, hurriedly getting my license/registration prepped (I accidentally gave him the insurance card first). After a few minutes he waltzes over to the side of the van and requests that I grant him these items.
I hand them over, he asks if I know why he pulled me over. I say nope. He says, "You were swerving in your lane." I give him a sad face and apologize.
He walks away and returns after a while. He asks if I'm 19.
Yes.
Where were you heading?
The I-HOP in Pougkeepsie! I was driving over there to meet my friend from college. We're all college friends and we're having our little reunion this weekend. They haven't been here before and we just wanted to meet up for breakfast!
(I don't know why I always give these long-winded explanations of my life-story to cops)
Where do you go to college?
SUNY Purchase! It's over by westchester/white plains
He nods, then asks with a smile, "You weren't drinking were you?"
I laugh. "Oh no! It's too early for that! I'm just not familiar with these parts. My friend was over here directing me and I was just getting confused."
He laughs a little and says he's just going to let me off with a warning. I say thanks and feel a wave of relief.
Does anyone else freakin' talk like a maniac whenever a cop pulls them over?