November 21, 2012

Don't You Hate It When... (Po Po Edition)



Don't you hate it when you're a new driver, sixteen and fresh on the streets, and you're in your car without a care in the world.  Nobody can break your optimistic view of the world.  I mean, you've got all this freedom.  You can drive.  You can hit up Taco Bell whenever you want.

Heavennnn.

So you're cruising along and you're car-dancing to No Diggity.  You know the musical masterpiece I'm talking about by R&B sensation Blackstreet...


Yeah that one.

Its hard to NOT feel on top of the world when you've got sweet beats like this to glide you through your ride home from high school Taco Bell.  Nothing can get you down.  The world is your oyster.  Right!?

WRONG.

Panic strikes when you spot the 5-0 hot on your tail, lights a blazing.  Instantly you start crying like a baby.

"Wahhhhh."

Okay, not "wahhhh"s per-say, but tears are flowing.   You're 16, and sometimes when you're 16 things get emotional.

You pull your car over to the side of the road.  You're desperate when the po po approaches your window.

"Oh officer I didn't realize I was speeding!  I'm soooo sorry.  I just got my license and and my parents will kill murder me if I get a ticket! I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"Wahhhhhh."

He seems really nice and he obviously understands your dire situation because after he takes your license and registration he comes back to the car and lets you know he's excused you from the ticket with just a warning.  

Oh how you want to jump for joy.  (Thank goodness for seat belts or you'd be dancing on the street by now, right?)

Never have you had such a feeling of gratitude.  You feel like "thank you" wouldn't be sufficient, so instead you offer 15 "thank you"'s to that dearest Policeman.  Now you're crying tears of joy.

All is fine and triple good until that moment that the Officer interrupts your celebration and says...

"Uh ma'm.  I said I'm just going to go ahead and offer you a citation.  A citation.  In other words a ticket.  I'm not sure you understood me correctly."

"Ohhhh....a citation."

Yeah, so don't you hate it when you're in the midst of an emotional teenage breakdown and and confuse the word "citation" with the word "warning."  Man thats embarrassing.  Glad that happens to everyone at least once in their lifetime.  If not that policeman would've thought I was a nut case.

Thank goodness I'm not alone.  Thank goodness.

But seriously, that was embarrassing.

4 comments:

  1. Been there. Done that. Not really. Hilarious.

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    1. Well why would I ever tell anyone about this!? Oh wait...I just...never mind.

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