Yesterday I was driving home from Altoona and happened to be going a little over the speed limit. When I look in the mirror there was a Cresson Township cop behind me with his lights on. I had been pulled over once before and given a warning. I knew that this time I was absolutely screwed.
Needless to say, I was right. Luckily the cop gave me a ticket for just failing to obey traffic signs and he was actually pretty cool about it. He seemed genuinely concerned that I might forget to pay the fine and have an arrest warrant put out for me. Not like this has ever happened before. Okay, that is a lie, it happened once before.
Funny story, I got a ticket for doing 32 in a 25 in Crafton. I had every intention of paying the fine. In fact, I wrote the check, put it in an envelope, and thought I mailed it. One Sunday, I am sitting at my place and there is a knock on the door. Do you know how many knocks I had at my door while living there? Not many. I opened up and there were two constables standing there, they said they had a warrant for my arrest.
I argued up and down that I paid the fine, and then I looked at my desk and saw the envelope. I forgot to mail it! This is where things got shady. The constables said that if I gave them cash, then it would be cool. I told them I could give them a check, but they wanted me to go to an ATM and get cash. I said that I could not do that because I did not get paid until the next day. They said if they checked with the magistrates office and it was not there by 4:00 p.m. on Monday, they would come take me to jail.
I went down to the magistrates office the next day and paid the fine. I wonder if the constables were just trying to take my cash from me? I guess I will never know.
Back to this ticket, I really wish the cop would have looked like the girl above. I would be much happier about getting a ticket if Denise Milani was standing there. Also, if you are already giving me a ticket, why does it take so damn long to sit there and write the bloody thing. And, why the hell do cops always ask: “do you know why I pulled you over?” Yeah, I am well aware of it. In fact, do not ask me why I was speeding. I like to drive fast, I am in a hurry, whatever. If I lied and said that I had to get home to poop, would you let me go? Probably not. I am sure that cops already know as they walk up to the car whether they are giving you a ticket or not.
Okay, sorry about that rant. Here are more pictures of Denise Milani.
Unfortunately, we’re not that lucky to be pulled over like such police officers. But if it would be so, I bet those would be the sweetest speeding tickets we would ever receive. Getting back to your story, it’s a good thing you succeeded in paying that ticket so you wouldn’t go to jail. That would have looked awful on your record.