Pinewood Derby, a routine traffic stop & almost getting shot. Just a normal day in the life here!

Sunday started out fairly normal. Aside from the bit of a hangover from the bit of fun with the girls from the night before, it was just a regular morning except for the fact it was PINEWOOD DERBY day. Those of you with Cubscouts know this is a HUGE deal. We run the pack, so derby day is a bit hectic and requires a lot of planning & coordination. This morning, my already addled brain was a tad fuzzy, so my husband took our younger son & headed to the car dealership and I was going to head to pick up breakfast and meet them there. Well…as with everything else in my world, nothing is that easy. I am making a turn at a very reasonable speed (really I was, my truck would roll otherwise) and I see flashing lights behind me. F*ck. Doesn’t Johnny Law have anything better than to harrass me on Sunday morning? I guess not. Now, if I was wearing anything other than the unsexiest shirt in the world–the scout shirt, I probably could have talked my way out of it. I usually can, but nooooooo, I’ve got this chaste tshirt up to my chin and Johnny Law is not playing. He asks for license & registration. I gave him my license but the registration was tucked into the manual & I didn’t see it right away. He said “that’s OK just bring it to ME when you find it.” Now remember this, because it becomes key to the story. So, I rifle thru the glovebox uttering every four-letter word I can think of under my breath & bingo! Find the registration. I go to get out of the truck & I am greeted with “DON’T GET OUT OF YOUR VEHICLE, NEVER GET OUT OF THE VEHICLE, GET YOUR HANDS UP!” Here is a rookie, standing outside the cruiser while the other cop is writing the ticket and he DRAWS HIS GUN ON ME! I said “your partner asked me to bring this to him, I am following his directions. And dude, I am 5feet tall and 100lbs with a back full of metal. The only thing I can hurt is your feelings. Get a grip!” The other cop pipes up and tells him “rookie, put the gun away before you hurt yourself, she is doing what I asked. Get back in the car and shutup.”

So, this is how I nearly got shot for getting a speeding ticket. I’m so gangtsta!

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