Let’s start this post off by me saying that I’m not bad person, or totally naughty and [knock on wood] I’ve gotten to be a decent driver over the years. I’m reasonably cautious, have decent reflexes, and generally pay attention. That said, I’ve had some interesting experiences with cops and been pulled over a few times in the past for maybe legitimate reasons. Mostly, when asked, I had a reasonable response that hasn’t netted me a ticket in a long time.
(Not tempting fate here, just stating a fact!)
Here are a few of those reasonable reasons: (I’ve removed names to protect the equally guilty.)
- Back in the day, after being pulled over for crossing the yellow line (back home it’s called “straightening the road”) my friend (who at 16, 6′ tall and in the middle of the bench seat between a friend and I looked at the cop and said, “Sir, she wouldn’t color in the lines when we were 5, what makes you think she’ll drive in them now?”He thought my friend was funny and let us go. Thanks, Officer!
- One night after Daddy-O’s retirement party, I got pulled over for “erratic driving” with my very drunk cousin in the passenger seat. Let me explain. I had borrowed my step dad’s brand new, super powerful and responsive car because mine was getting close to being out of gas and we were running late. The cop wasn’t a happy person it seems and wanted to be a Mrs. Meanie Pants. In about 5*F weather, she made me do the field sobriety test. Shivering and I should mention that I was wearing 4″ heels, her test was inconclusive. She told me I’d have to blow in the breathalyzer (which I offered to do anyway because I’d had a single beer 3 hours earlier).
I blew 0.00 for the record. Surprised, she told me my car smelled like a brewery.My cousin leaned over the driver seat and said, “HI! That’s me!” Case closed.
- Most recently as I drove home from the pool one night, listening to some sort of booty shaking music and I got pulled over. I wasn’t speeding, I wasn’t on my phone or anything…apparently I swerved some. The cop asked me what I was doing and I told him that I had been chair dancing in the car. (I have some sweet moves, let me tell you.) He was a younger cop, I’d put him at about mid to late 20s and he just burst out laughing. I asked if he’d never just felt the need to shake some booty to the music while it played. He shook his head no through his belly laughs.He told me to that he had never heard such a reason before and to be careful. (For the record, I do not believe I swerved. I think he was just bored.)
So there you go. Three of the reasons I’ve gotten pulled over and how I got out of it. How about you?