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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

What Shall We Talk About Today?

What shall we talk about today?

Well, I know one thing for sure. We will not be talking about how I got pulled over by a Motorcycle cop today.

No, we won't talk about that for sure. We won't talk about the fact that I was coming over the crest of a small hill going North and he was in the other lane cresting over the small hill going South and he couldn't even see me until I saw him. Or how I actually worked and lived on that very street for nearly eight years so I know the speed limit. Or how I had just pulled out of a parking lot and only driven less than a block at the time.
Or how I all but came to a stop when I saw him turn on his lights. Or, how I thought, "He must be leading a funeral," but there wasn't funeral behind him. Or how when he turned around behind me I thought he was going after some hardened criminal that was ahead of me, so I better pull out of his way. Or how I couldn't figure out why he pulled over behind me or why he walked up to The Bean's side of the car and stuck his head in the window. Or how I honest to God could not figure out why he was stopping me. Or how I honestly thought perhaps he needed directions or something.
I was that clueless. Or how when I said, "Yes sir?" in question form he said, "Driving a little fast today aren't we, M'am?' Or how I said with complete and total shock in my voice, "Who ME?" Or how I realized at that moment that I sounded just like those dim wits on "Speeders" who say, "I wasn't doin' no speedin'!" and deny it over and over.
We won't discuss the fact that I. do. not. speed. I am the safest driver. Ever. Ever, I say, Ever. My kid is in the car and he might as well be 4 months old the way I poke along and be Miss Safety. We won't discuss how I am constantly yelling at people on the roads to "slow down!" or saying, "Where's the cops when you need them?" when someone flies past me. We won't discuss how I have never had an accident, had a warning or been pulled over EVER.
No, we won't talk about that. We won't talk about how he asked for my Registration ONLY and then went to call in my license number. We won't talk about how I found an expired Registration first that pacified him until I found the current one and gave that to him. We won't talk about the fact that he NEVER asked me for my Proof of Insurance. Ever. I knew he would need it, but he didn't ask for it. As I was looking for it, he handed me a piece of paper to sign, so I did. Then I asked what it was and he told me it was a Citation for failure to provide Proof of Insurance and that was my Court date. Then he sidled back over to his motorcycle, hopped on and rode off. Or how that left me sitting in the car in tears thinking I had to go to court for not having Proof of Insurance, when I had Proof of Insurance, but he never asked for it.
No, we won't talk about that. Nope. Not today.
What we will talk about is how after that ordeal and a quick trip to the Police Station to show my Proof of Insurance (and pay a $30.00 fine which I am furious about) I made a quick five minutes before they closed run into the thrift store on the way home to try to clear my head. Thrift Therapy, you know.
And, what we talk about is that I found two items that made me simply giddy and made my day end on a much better tone.

Exhibit A:
Seasons of Midwest of Cannon Falls sparkly glittery egg box with oh-so cute Mr. Bunny behind it. Seriously cute. Seriously only $3.00. I'm pretty sure he would have been at least $35.00 regularly.

Check out his little Happy Dance Feet.
His "I don't have to go to Court" Dance.

Oh, he's a cute one. I am so happy the Easter goodies are out in the thrifts.

And some Seasons of Midwest of Cannon Falls Sparkly Glittery carrots. Seriously cute for only $2.00. Although, those two items total $5.00 and I bought two other things and my total came to $4.50, so it was a better bargain than I even realized!
Yes, we will talk about these sparkly glittery thrifty goodies. But, we will not, I repeat, we will not talk about that other stuff. Nope. Nada. No way. * (I do want to mention that I have complete and utter respect for laws, rules and the Police. I just think today was not handled correctly and I am a bit peeved about it.) 'Nough said. Or, 'nough not said.

9 comments:

  1. Well I just adore that little "I don't have to go to court dance" the bunny is doing. But, why oh why would he even think he would have to go? Did something happen that you are not telling us about? LOL

    Hugs,
    Joanne

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  2. Oh Shara...cannot believe the day you had with Mr Motorcycle Cop...wow!! one thing to get pulled over...another to have to pay a fine that was totally unneccessary...wow again! i got waved over by a county sheriff several months ago.on the road to our house, where i always get passed by people, and mutter all the same stuf...SLOW down, where's a cop etc...he asks me if i know the speed limit, and I say yes sir, it's 35...and he points 1/2 block up the road and says...nope...it's 25 here, it's 35 up THERE...i'll just give you a warning,,,this time...and i drive home from picking up the Sunday paper in tears, and mad as hell cause none of the people who pass me EVER get pulled over!!! So...nope...we won't talk about any of that stuff!! OH....I got a very cool box in the mail last night....JUNK!!! will post about THAT asap!! Thanks Shara...have a great Thursday *elaine*

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  3. That is some seriously cute stuff there.

    I got that ticket once. Except here in MO you do have to go to court for it, no matter what. You sit there in court with some *lovely* other folks for hours and hours and then they call your name, you walk up there and hand them your insurance card and you are dismissed.

    I guess I should look on the bright side, I didnt have to pay $30. HA!

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  4. Ooh, that just steams me FOR you! So I won't talk about it. Instead, I'll tell you how much I ADORE your new egg background! Love it. I put out the egg box you sent me with a little birdie statue and it makes me so happy. :)

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  5. The bunny is adorable, good thrift therapy! I got a ticket two years ago on my bday, arrrg. Ever time I have been pulled over I have got a ticket, I am not lucky like my husband who has received many warnings! SHEESH

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  6. I won't talk about it if you don't mention it ;) But I WILL say, you do find the grooviest things when you are out thrifting, and I WILL say congrats on winning my February contest! check out my blog and see :)

    juicy

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  7. I don't get why you had to pay the fine when you had insurance? That's so unfair!

    But it seems like you more than made up the $30 at the thrift. Karma.

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  8. Anonymous12:01 PM

    Yeah, let's not talk about the times when the cops pull you over and give you a ticket for something inane (like when I was given a ticket for 'not wearing my seatbelt' because I'd already unbuckled it before the cop came up to my window, and like, how could I protest because he could plainly see I WASN'T wearing my seatbelt THEN, in my stopped car!). Yeah, let's now talk about that, and let's not talk about how upset this makes you, how you can't help but shed some tears. And, let's not talk about how these cops may lie awake and night think 'what adult woman who is just out doing errands for her family, and not committing robberies or worse crimes, and fleeing from an accident or worse' can I stop today? Let's talk instead how GREAT thrift therapy is! Awesome, sister!

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  9. I have a similar story, minus the part where the cop failed to ask for proof of insurance. I have never had a speeding ticket before, and I wasn't speeding more than a couple miles per hour over the speed limit when he pulled me over. He told me I was going 55 in a 35. I was like, "WHAT?!?!" I looked at my speedometer just after I saw him, and it said I was going 41. I told him this, and he ended up just telling me to get my speedometer checked and let me off with a warning. Phew. Interesting thing is, my mother- in- law was pulled over on the same stretch of road a couple weeks later and also claims that she wasn't speeding.

    But unlike you, I didn't get to go to a thrift store afterwards. I was on my way to the gynecologist's office for a pap when I got pulled over. Yay. That's almost as good as thrifting, right?

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