Jan 24, 2006 06:56
Me and my two boys were on our way home after dance classes last night. Driving through Freeman Spur (back road short cut), speeding through the residential like usual, yielding vs. stopping at all the stop signs. Ty is asleep in the front seat, and me and Drew are singing our hearts out to R. Kelly's CD. I sure do see red and blue lights behind me. Aww shit! I get on the main road and pull over, while slipping on my seat belt (I do usually wear it, at the kids constant nagging.) I SHOULD get pulled over more often, but just haven't. I always imagined the cop saying "Do you know why I pulled you over?", and them also asking "License and registration please." So I'm fully prepared to tell him that I knew I was speeding. Thank GOD he opens with, "I pulled you over for running that stop sign back there.". I almost confessed to speeding!!! I tell him Yes, I'm fully aware I did that. Woops. Sorry. I think man, he's kinda young. Not gross looking. Be sure to be nice, make eye contact and smile! He then asks for my license and if my car is insured. I hand him my license and say of course i'm insured. But when I look I can't find my card. Hmmm. He REALLY wants to see it. I ask him if I can borrow that bright flashlight that he keeps shinning in my car. (DUH PAL, can you not tell I have a five year old in the front seat who's not supposed to be up here...and he should really be in a booster seat?!?!?) Anyway, I take his flashlight and tell him I'll keep looking. He says "keep looking while I go back and run your plates to make sure you're not wanted by the FBI for some heinous crime." Is that humor cutie? Are you being too friendly? If so, cool. I'll work with it and smile my best smile back. ;-) I pop open the glove box and one of Ty's toy guns pops right out at me. Eeeek. Doesn't look like such a toy when you've got a COP right by your car. It looks like a regular 9mm Glock! I quick hide it under the passenger seat. Back to the proof of insurance. Wish I kept my car cleaner. I can't find it. He comes back and I tell him that I can't find it, but I do have it...somewhere. He takes his flashlight back and goes back to his car to write up my ticket. I turn the radio back up and me and Drew continue to sing and whistle to R. Kelly tunes. No need to be upset. What's done is done. He comes back, hands me my license and says, "Did you know you can have your car impounded for not having proof of insurance?" "No. I sure didn't. I should really be better about keeping that in here." *smile with lots of eye contact* Officer: "Well, I'm just going to give you a warning tonight. Now this won't go on your driving record, or be submitted to your insurance company. But please get your card in your car. Please watch your driving around this town as there could be kids out playing. Well, probably not this late at night, but please be careful. Okay then, take care and you have a good night." HELL YES I'LL HAVE A GOOD NIGHT! I laughed all the way home!
We pull off and Drew says, "You know if that were a girl cop you'd probably have a ticket." Yes dear, I know. *laughing harder*