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Sunday, December 2, 2012
Maybe I do have a problem? Is the Universe trying to tell me something? I was pulled over, again. I was (allegedly) going 45 MPH in a 30 MPH zone in a small town in western Oklahoma. I'm getting really good at joking around with police officers while they're checking my license and registration. This officer was extremely nice looking...I was hoping he'd have to pat me down. He said he was only going to write me a warning, but I better slow down. (Thoughts in my head: "That's right officer. I've been a bad boy. What are you going to do about it?") The hot officer (who must moonlight as a stripper) came running back from his car and threw my license and registration at me and told me to have a nice day and slow down! He then ran back to his car and sped away with the sirens and lights going. Come back hot officer! I guess he had an emergency?
This is the third time in thirty days I've been pulled over; before this trio I hadn't been pulled over in five years, at least. I am going to have to focus on going 30 MPH in 30 MPH zones a.k.a. speed traps. Wish me luck.