I got pulled over today.
The cop was all, “Do you know why I pulled you over?”
And I was all, “Umm, was I speeding?”
“I paced you going 55 in a 35.”
“Really?? Wow. (Deep sigh). I’m sorry. I was umm. (mumble).”
“You were what?”
“I was just going with the flow of traffic. I’m sorry.”
“How were going with the flow of traffic? You were the lead car.”
“Oh. Sorry.”
Blink.
Blink. Blink.
“Well, lucky for you, I don’t have a radar detector, so I’m just going to give you a warning. Can I have your license and insurance?”
I handed over my Wisconsin licence and my United Auto insurance, which I basically got for the price of a blue light special.
“Wisconsin?”
“Ya, I haven’t changed it over yet.”
“How long have you lived here?”
“Umm, a few months.”
“A FEW MONTHS!! If you don’t change it within 90 days, you could be cited with not having a valid license. You need to get this changed.”
“Oh. Sorry. OK.”
Then the officer walked back to his car and I had a panic attack because I figured there were two solid reasons why this man would come back and tell me my license was as good as a toy badge and then he would arrest me and I would go to jail and have a mug shot taken and my life would suck.
ONE: The whole address thing. There must be some way that he could tell that my car had been registered to a Woodstock address for two years and therefore, I must have lived here for umm, two years and therefore my licence was not valid.
TWO: I thought maybe the whole, “I went through a toll last August and then never paid it and then ignored letters from the state about them possibly, someday revoking my license,” thing could come up.
But Thank God above and all his angles that the officer just came back over to my car with a warning.
“OK, here you go. But, just so you know, your license plate comes back as registered to a van, so you should get that changed. You could get a ticket for that.”
A van? What? I have a two-door.
“Drive safe now.”
“Umm, OK. Thanks”
And I pulled away.
With a warning.
How did that happen?
(You go knock on wood right now. Right this second. Seriously. Find some freaking wood.).
You should have snapped a pic of him with your Blackberry and put it up on your blog.
I need some of that luck you seem to have because I’ve been pulled over three times – once for not having a valid registration sticker, which was in my car, but not on my car yet, so no big – and got two friggin’ tickets that, together, cost me around $800. Ugh.
Count your lucky stars and wood knockage… I got arrested for my first time of having the same exact situation… sigh…
whenever i get pulled over, i get tazed. it sucks.