Highway 96;
Somewhere between Butler and Columbus.
Blue, flashing lights in my rear-view mirror;
Sherifff, in uniform, complete with badge.
Mr. Sheriff Guy: "What's the rush?"
Driver Me: "Was I speeding?"
Mr. Sheriff Guy: "Yes, ma'am."
Driver Me: "Really? What's the speed limit? I thought it was 65."
Mr. Sheriff Guy: "Yes, ma'am. It's 65. Maybe it wasn't you."
Driver Me: Raising my left hand to swear an oath.
"I promise you I wasn't speeding. I saw you and looked down to check."
Mr. Sheriff Guy: "Yes, ma'am. Well, Okay. It probably wasn't you. Be careful now."
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From Driver Me: Thank you, Mr. Sheriff Guy. You were very nice and pleasant. And I promise you, I wasn't speeding. I never ever got weak-kneed. My heart didn't race. And believe me, if I'd been guilty, I wouldn't have been able to put a whole sentence together. And I probably would have cried. But in all reality, did you really think that that 1991 Geo Prizm would be able to go over 65?
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5 comments:
Holey Moley, Mom!
I just read this in awe!
Mom getting a speeding ticket?
NO WAY!
Glad you didn't get one.
This was absolutley hysterical.
Seriously, I'm glad you didn't get a ticket.
I would never be able to pull that off. Even if I wasn't speeding, I would have still gone all nervous.
Wow!
That's so funny! At least the cop owned up to his mistake!
How's it been without cigarettes lately? I haven't seen a post from you about it in a while.
SO HYSTERICAL! Scott and I are absolutely cracking up over here. can't wait to hear you tell that one in person.
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