Today was great...out to lunch with some friends, to Kohls to shop a little, Walmart for some groceries and to Sonic for a Diet Cherry Limeade! What more could a girl want? :) Well, Macy wanted a slush and the slushy machine was broke...that kind of ruined her day. Well, guess what ruined mine......a DANG ticket.
As we were driving home, I cut through a sub-division to get out of the traffic and accidentally ran (or rolled through) and STOP sign. oops. So, I knew what I did, I deserved the ticket but I didn't deserve the treatment I got when that mean, old, grouchy, police man got out of his car. Now, I'm sure he gets really tired of stopping women who run stop signs, run lights, have fender benders...whatever.....get over it. When he got to my window I politely asked for a warning....it went something like this:
ME: "Sir, do you think you could give me a warning, today?"
HIM: "HPD doesn't give warnings."
HIM: "Registration and License"
(um, did you hear a please?? I don't think so) and he walks back to his car. Then Macy starts crying thinking that I am going to jail and she will never see me again. I guess he takes about 10 minutes....I guess he can't type fast who knows...or maybe my rap sheet was too long....NOT....but come on, how long does it take to write me a ticket. Maybe he's clueless. I think he is.
HIM: "What were you doing in this neighborhood?"
ME: "Coming home from Wal-Mart."
HIM: "Oh, your cutting through?"
I'm thinking...you should be a detective. Um, yeah, Sherlock, I cut through. Is that a crime?
ME: "yes, sir"
Still trying to be nice a friendly, christian attitude. But mad as all get out.
HIM: "Well, you can take defensive driving because our records show you haven't had it in about 3 years."
And I thought...it looks like you haven't had it in 3 years either....no, thats mean! sorry. HA HA
And that was it. No, hi, bye, nothing....you think he could at least be nice for a minute. As I drove away I was mad that I didn't say anything to him. Why didn't I stand up for myself? That makes me mad when I do that. It wouldn't have changed anything but I would have felt better.
I think the thing that really upsets me is that Macy was crying. We have always told her that P.O.s are nice and to always find one if she is lost, or whatever. But, now she is scared of them. She says they are mean. And you know what, today, I think they are mean too. Some people skills is all he needs. Maybe he doesn't have kids, or a family and is just mean like that. Who knows his situation. I ran (rolled thru) the sign, I deserved the ticket but I didn't deserve to be treated like I just robbed a bank. OK....I guess I should get off my soap box and cool off.
Anyone know how to get out of a stupid ticket? Because obviously niceness doesn't work in this big city.