by syaffolee

Lucky Break?

The one time I’m not paying attention, I get pulled over by a cop. I figured it would happen sooner or later. Everyone gets pulled over by a cop sometime during their driving career. What was really weird was that the cop had backup. What were they going to do? Make me get out of the car and put my hands up? Search the car? (The most dangerous substance I had was laundry detergent. And maybe those really heavy library books.) I was already resigned about getting a ninety dollar traffic ticket. I mean, how could I not get one? I had no excuse. And I couldn’t bluff my way out of anything even if my life depended on it.

Yet…I did get off. Simply because I admitted that I was in the wrong. How crazy is that? Either I was the first person in a long time who actually fessed up to a traffic violation or that cop was in a really good mood.