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Monday, June 14, 2004   Don't Laugh. You'll Get A Ticket. For the second time in my life, I was pulled over. Happened about 2 o'clock this morning, on my way home from the grocery store. I had to go get groceries for Garrett since he's having surgery on Tuesday. I needed to get foods that were easy to open, heat, and eat one-handed (while on pain meds). So lots of soups with pop-top lids, yougurt in squeezy tubes (that's why they make those; I've finally discovered why), granola bars, and cereal bars. Since I was going to the store, I figured, why not take mom with me so that she could do her shopping? Carpooling is good for the environment. Shopping went without a hitch (my mom used U-Scan successfully); we left the store with a car full of grocery goodness. On my way down the Dual Highway, right by the McDonalds, I saw a cop. I, of course, slowed down, but I was pulled over. I was clocked at 47 mph in a 25 mph zone (good thing I hit the brakes when I did, because I was probably going much faster than that). So, I get pulled over. With my mom in the car. So, I hand over my license and ask my mom to get the registration out of the glove box for me. I even said "Mom, can you please hand me the registration?" loud enough that the officer heard it. (That's really code for "Please, for the love of all that is right and good in the world, officer, please please don't give me a ticket in front of my mommy. She'll shit her pants then kill me. Really. And you don't want to see me again this evening.") Anyway, the officer takes my stuff, and I sit in the car, with my mom, and I just start to giggle. Because this has to be up there on the list of top ten embarrassing situations--getting pulled over for speeding with a parent in the car is probably right above vomiting on an authority figure. And mom, in her infinate wisdom, yells out "Don't laugh. You'll get a ticket." And guess who comes back with a ticket...the officer did give me a break by marking the ticket for 44 mph in a 25 mph zone, so I only have to pay a $75 fine instead of $115. But still, it sucks. Especially when it's my first ever ticket for speeding, first ever time being pulled over for speeding, and my mom was in the car. At least I didn't vomit on the officer. That probably would have landed me in jail. posted by jaime | 1:02 AM 0 comments

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