Wednesday night, 9 p.m.
I am sleepy.
“Let’s go to bed,” I said. Lloyd agreed.
I looked around for my cell phone, which is also my alarm clock.
Nowhere.
I asked Lloyd to call it, but that’s actually not really helpful. I have it set to ‘One Beep’, so it beeps once and that’s it. We couldn’t hear it, even though I asked him to call it four times.
“Drat. It’s probably at school,” I sighed.
I threw on slippers and a coat and drove to the center. Sure enough, there it was.
Have I told you that the CDC is right by the police station? Also, the Honda’s right headlight is out.
Mr. Policeman noticed it.
*Lights flashing*
Did I mention that I didn’t grab my bag, since I was just zipping to school and back, and that I didn’t have my license?
Did I mention that I was pulled over right by Brent’s house?
Thanks to Brent (Beth and Brad’s brother), I have proof of my adrenaline surge. Ha! He thought we might need post fodder. (He was right.)
He also shared these sympathetic words after I said I was worried I’d set off some sort of triple-jail-whammy by pulling over right by a fire hydrant: Those crazy strobe lights on a dark night are right out of a nightmare. Whenever I’m pulled over I feel like I’m 16 again. In a bad way. Amen.
I got off with a warning, and the police officer was very kind. I went from being very sleepy to VERY AWAKE!
I believe I’ve been pulled over, in my lifetime:
* Twice for speeding (Once I blamed my shoes. That was smart.)
* Twice for not having the proper sticker/tags on my car. (Both times I actually had them in the car. Lazy girl.)
* Once for my headlight being out.
There might be more, but I’m sure I’ve blocked them from my memory.
Brad says
Yet another argument for implantable phone devices secured to the skull behind the ear.
Beth says
And while we’re at it, let’s tattoo our national ID numbers on the inside of our left forearm so we don’t have to carry licenses!
Beth says
Erm. That was sarcasm. It’s so hard to write with a sarcastic tone of
voiceword.Karla says
I heard it Beth. Good job! And I agree completely. 😉
Peggy says
Was the warning for no license & a headlight out…and for inappropriate footwear while operating a moving vehicle? Or just one?
Rae says
I thought you were going to say that they saw you going into the CDC in your pajamas and followed you a bit, then pulled you over as a suspicious person (or in police language -- a person of interest). The “Hooray” in your title would have meant that they were watching out for the CDC. Since that is not the case, what exactly does the “Hooray” in your title mean??? It isn’t the word I mutter when I see those flashing lights!
Lauren says
It was sarcasm. Beth’s right -- it’s hard to convey when typing. 😉