Wednesday, January 14, 2009

I Almost Feel Bad About Interrupting His Donut Break

If you will recall, earlier this week, I was bitching about having to drive my car back to neighboring city to have the fuckwads mechanics at the dealership fix the fan relay sensor thingie-mabob in my engine. I bitched about having to do it because

1) It meant having to take time away from work, time that I really don’t have to spare this week,

2) it meant driving almost an hour each way and gas, although cheaper, is not free and

3) the fan thingie-mabob was working just fine when I took the car in to have the rear windshield wiper squirter thingie-mabob (not to be confused with the engine fan thingie-mabob) fixed so, what the hell?

It’s like going to the dentist to have a nice routine cleaning and ending up needing a full set of dentures because the hygienist accidentally dropped that giant overhead light on your face.

Exactly the same.

And, now; I really have reason to bitch because, guess what I got while on my way to have (what turned out to be an almost totally unnecessary) “repair” done on my car?

A speeding ticket.

A goddamned speeding ticket.

For going four-to-nine miles over the posted speed limit while worrying that I was going to be late to an appointment which, once I got to the dealership turned out to be not so much an “appointment” as a “vague estimate of a time in which the car should be at the dealership prior to sitting for an hour and a half before it is even looked at”…..

…pause for deep breathing…

….and we’re good.

So, yeah. I got my first speeding ticket in sixteen years.

And the officer didn’t even offer me a bite of his donut.

5 comments:

Mercy's Maid said...

Four to Nine??? Are you kidding me? I didn't know they even gave tickets for going less than 10 miles over the speed limit. I don't know if your state has this program, but here when you get your first ticket, you can go to court and ask for probation and it doesn't show up on your record.

Jen said...

Did you tell him he could bite YOUR donut? ;)

Sparky Duck said...

It had to be a state trooper

Multi-tasking mother of 4 said...

Obviously...you didn't cry or wear a shirt that showed clevage. I'm sorry! :(

Finlands finest said...

I always thought they only gave tickets for 10 over too. Mean mean cop!