Stopped by the Cops Again

My aunt who lives in Ft. Lauderdale was in town this past weekend. I think she had been here since Thursday. I called her Saturday night and asked if she wanted to do brunch before she left on Sunday. She said sure, but then called me back later that night and said my grandfather was going to cook breakfast and that I should come out there instead.

Normally, I would have been fine with that, but he lives in a neighboring city about 45 minutes away from me and breakfast is...breakfast, which meant that I would have to get up extra early to make it there on time...and at this point it was already after midnight. I told her "ok" and that I'd be there. I mean...its not like I can say "I'm not coming because I want to sleep longer."

So, the next morning I start my trek. I left my apartment around 9:10 am. Around 10:15 am...I tend to drive slow so it took longer than 45 minutes...I start getting into the city. Now the road I take goes from 65 mph all the way down to 25 mph in a very short amount of time. It was also at this time that my mother called me to see how far away I was (I don't know why...they'd already eaten dinner). So, I'm on the phone and she asks where I am..."I'm passing the sheriff's office. Oh...shoot there's an officer and he's pulling out...let me get off this phone." So of course the officer gets behind me... and trails me like they always seem to do before they stop you. And then the lights came on.

The officer told me he clocked me going 45mph in a 25 mph zone and asked if there was any reason for that. So, I told him exactly what I just wrote about my aunt, grandfather, breakfast, being late, mom called, and I wasn't paying attention even though I'm from the city and thus, familiar with the road. He said "Ok," took my license and registration and went back to the car. A few minutes later he came back and gave me my license, registration, and a warning. Yep, only a warning.

My parents told me the city was trying to raise money for whatever reason and that I should have gotten a ticket instead (thanks Mom and Dad). Truth be told...I never expected to get a ticket and have never been given a ticket for speeding (although this was the first time I was stopped for speeding, although there was one time that I...no I better not manifest that here). Like I've stated before, I'm a pretty good positive thinker. But I was also ready to hand that ticket over to one of the family members that was rushing me to get there in a hurry. But it all worked out, God is good, I saw the family, and ate cereal.

I was pulled over by a police officer...

The Grad is on his way home Sunday night after doing laundry at his parents’ house. It is shortly after dusk when he makes his last turn to go down the road his apartment complex is on. He is talking to a friend and notices the infamous blue lights behind him. The Grad tells his friend he’ll call her back. He pulls over in the parking lot of Papa John’s and rolls down his window.


Officer: Good evening sir, may I see your license?
The Grad: Sure… (slightly frustrated)
(reaches for wallet to find license)
Officer: The reason I pulled you over is because your taillight is out.
The Grad: Oh it is? Well at least its not for a [speeding] ticket. (Gives officer license.)
Officer: No, no. We try not to give out tickets for taillights being out. You could have just replaced it and it could have gone out. Wiring get crossed up sometimes. Ms. Grad, I’ll be right back. (Walks over to police car and calls in license number.)

The Grad texts the friend he’d been on the phone with and thinks that the officer must have a lisp since he referred to him as “Ms.” He is slightly agitated and can hear the officer communicating with whomever it is that checks license numbers at the precinct. The officer begins approaching the Grad’s vehicle.

Officer: Here you go Mr.Grad. You’re all set to go. Try and get that taillight fixed as soon as possible.
The Grad: Alright. Thanks.
The Grad drives away and calls friend.
Friend: Hello?
The Grad: Ain’t this some bull…

The Grad and his friend talk about the incident. It's no big deal, but that's what they do anyway.

The End