I had never had a speeding ticket in my life before I got one last Thursday, going 38 in a 25. The arresting officer (wearing a class ring, no less) had no qualms giving it to me, either, even after I told him I was only being such a daredevil because I had to deliver some cupcakes by eight pm!
In the morning, I called my attorney, who was all "calm down, calm down," while audibly loosening his necktie (not really, but I like the image).
This whole thing is gonna cost me about 125 bucks, and, since I failed to produce my little slip of paper with my insurance info [just couldn't find it in my George Costanza-esque wallet - I'm no scofflaw, really], I will probably get two "points" on my license, whatever the hell that means. I like the idea, though, of being able to stand around talkin' license points between rehashing pre-season football game results.
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Ha! I added the "scofflaw" comment before I even read this!
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