Thursday, September 16

Pardon me while I flutter my lashes and take advantage of looking like I'm 12

I couldn't believe it when it happened, but I was pulled over this morning after leaving my dentist's office. I never get pulled over, because, truly, I'm a good driver. I obey the rules of the road (for the most part) and only speed when necessary (all the time). She pulled me over for running a yellow light. Now, truth be told, I didn't run it on purpose. It's a fast light, and I wasn't paying enough attention, and by the time I realized it was yellow, I felt like it was too late to slam on my brakes. It wasn't red until I wasn't almost through. So it was fine. She didn't think so and gave me one of those cop scoldings that make you feel about 5 years old. She must have been taken by my true contrition and my youthful appearance, because she just gave me a warning. And a reminder that the ticket is $150.

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