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Short day at work yesterday! Yay!
But DAMN! Is it ever cold out there. You know that little dash on your keyboard right next to the zero? Also known as the minus sign? It's a bad thing when it is placed in front of the temperature!

Went out to dinner w/kalfoley, kaldeth, and hellbob last night. We went to Timberlodge and I had prime rib. mmmmmmm. I love my dead cow!

Then we played Killer Bunnies at their house. Longest. Game. Ever.

When I left work yesterday I stopped to get the new license plate tabs since the old ones expired in January. Oops. Yeah, so I not only missed the January expiration, but I flew right past the 10 day grace period. On the plus side, there really is no line at the DMV on the 17th of the month. I didn't actually put the tabs on the car though due to the aforementioned temperature of minus a bajillion.

hellbob and I had actually driven separately to the KalHouse because he went right from work and I went from home. Driving home at about 2:30 am I was following him.

There was a cop in the lane next to me but since we weren't speeding I didn't really think much of it. Then when hellbob & I pulled into the left turn lane to get onto the freeway he pulled into the lane too. K. Whatever.

Right when the light turns and we've started turning onto the entrance ramp my rear view is full of flashing red & white lights. Damn! Since we expire in Jan and there's so much salt on the car that you can't even really see the month I really didn't expect that he could tell I was expired... *sigh*

So while waiting for him to walk up I turned off the radio (I'm pretty sure a cop wouldn't appreciate Kid Rock's Fuck Off blaring out of the radio...) dig out my drivers license, and grab the new license plate tabs still stapled to the receipt that shows they were just purchased today. Hopefully he'll let me get by with a warning due to the fact that I did purchase them and that it was too damn cold to put them on.

He's got the spotlight on super bright and it's taking him forever to get to me. When he does he doesn't even ask for my license. He just really politely says, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience ma'am. Your car matched the description of one we were looking for but I can see now that it's not the right one. Sorry about that. You have a good night."

Wow. Ok. Oddly enough I hadn't had any of the stress you usually get when you are pulled over. I even used my brain enough to gain control of my mouth before saying "Oh. I though you were pulling me over for my expired tabs." Nope. Didn't say it. *grin*

Tonight, we're off to Jeanine's house for a porketta dinner! Yummy!



( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 18th, 2006 11:58 pm (UTC)
Awwww, what a nice police officer. Didn't you just want to give him a hug?
Feb. 19th, 2006 12:01 am (UTC)
Nice, yes. Hot, no. *grin* A girl's gotta have her priorities.
Feb. 19th, 2006 12:09 am (UTC)
Good point. I've never really had a thing for police officers. I think their uniforms are terribly unattractive.

I do enjoy driving past the fire departments on warm days when the firemen hang out outdoors, though.
Feb. 19th, 2006 01:58 am (UTC)
Hehehe... glad he was nice to you. I was followed by a cop car one night, but I knew why. I had heard a silver SUV was stolen and they were looking for it. It was a Nissan but you can't tell the difference at night from far away, all you see is light-colored SUV.

So he followed me for a bit and then turned off. Some of them are nice.

It's kind of nice to know that even if the guy gives me a ticket for something I did, I know that my world won't end. I have enough money to pay the ticket, I've been pulled over before so I know the drill, and anything *I'm* doing is not going to be very terrible anyway.

I'm glad it was low-stress for you. :)
Feb. 19th, 2006 07:37 pm (UTC)
A friend of mine and I got pulled over in New Mexico a few years back. I was going to be the best man in his wedding and had hung my dress shirt in the back window of his pickup truck so that it wouldn't get dirty. We figured that they were going to give us a warning about blocking the view out the rear window. It took forever for the cops to walk up to my friend's truck, but while we were waiting we were distracted by several cop cars blocking off the road ahead of us.

We were just a teensy bit nervous as the officers ahead of us took out their guns and started finding well-covered posistitions so they could shoot us with a minimum of risk of return fire.

The cops behind us came up, opened the truck doors and ordered us out of the vehicle. Their guns were drawn, though pointed at the ground. My friend got out of the drivers seat and the cop on my side ordered me a second time in a louder voice: "Exit the vehicle NOW, SIR!"

In the most polite and non-argumentative tone I could muster I asked the nice officer if it was alright for me to slowly take my hands off the dashboard, reach down and unbuckle my seatbelt. I most sincerly didn't want my actions misinterpreted by the nice men with the rifles just down the block. Especially since undoing my seatbelt involved reaching down for somthing out of sight at my waist.

It turns out that a truck of the exact same description had just done a drive-by shooting in that neighborhood just fifteen minutes before my friend thought it would be a good area to take a short-cut through.

For the rest of the trip I constantly gave my friend crap about having the same taste in vehicles as a gangster and the navigation skills of a get-a-way driver.

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