So.....
It's News Years Eve. I'm with my pal Tim and we're driving to the store to pick up a tub of chocolate chip cookie dough, and juice, for a small social gathering. It is precisely 10:06 p.m. We roll up to an Albertsons to find that it is in fact closed already! The nerve. We call up our friend at her house to inform her of this tragedy. It's now 10:15 p.m. and she calls us back to tell us that, "Food 4 Less is open til 10:30, go go go!!"
"Ah! We're on it!"
Even though Food 4 Less is right down the street, I still needed to drive a little faster than normal. What if they decided to close the store even earlier because all the other customers are too busy to go to the store at this hour on New Years Eve?!
So I'm in the left turn lane, ready to drive like I own the bat mobile, but I can't exactly yet because there's a car already in front of me. Rude. So my next plan is to get in what ever lane they decide not to take. Pretty simple right?
GREEN! --Could they turn any slower?!
As I'm approaching fifty mph, I forget that I can't speed like that because I'm waiting for my renewed license to come in the mail. Just as I finish telling my pal Tim, the red and blue lights of doom are shining behind my vehicle.... The rest goes like this:
"S***! Oh s***! Tim! This can't happen! This can't happen right now! Oh my gosh. S***!"
"Courtney. Calm down. It's going to be okay! It's going to be alright."
My legs are getting tingly now because I've never been pulled over during the five years I've had my license.
I pull into a parking lot, hands are shaking, Tim is still calming me down. The officer comes over while I'm rolling down my not-so-automatic window...
"Hiii officerrr..."
"Have you had anything to drink tonight?"
"No sir."
"Do you know why I pulled you over?"
"Yes sir, I was speeding."
"You know how fast you were going?"
"Fiftyyy--"
"Fifty-two," as he pointed out on his speed monitor thing.
"Ah, fifty-two. I know I was speeding, I was trying to make it to the store before it closed, and I got a little excited," I'm going to die. I'm going to get a speeding ticket, a ticket for driving with an expired license, I'm going to die, and be poor forever.
"What do you want for dessert?" .......wait what? He was directing this question to Tim?! "What do you want for dessert?" Tim doesn't answer, "C'mon man, it's better than a $400 ticket."
"...uhhhh, I, umm," says Tim. I'm dying. Tim isn't answering the officer and I'm dying!
The officer seemed kind of chill because then he was talking to me all like, "Man, you put a guy on the spot and he can't think of anything."
I'm just just just, "Iiiiiiii know! Come on Tim! We were in theatre together! You were the best at improvs!"
"You guys took theatre?" Mr. Chill Officer asked.
"..yeah," says we.
"Oh, I majored in theatre at SDSU," he said casually.
"NO WAY! Really?!"
"Yeah theatre has been a big part of my family. My mom won best actress in her class along with the guy that plays the original Freddy Krueger," This is unbelieveable.
"Wow, for serious?! That's awesome!" EPIC.
"Alright well you guys take care, have a good night."
"Wait, that's it?! Well alright! Good night!" says I.
THE FIRST TIME I GET PULLED OVER, AND IT WAS BY A FELLOW THESPIAN!!!!
I drove to the store that was still open, ticketless.
Most epic chronicle so far I believe.
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