There are two kinds of people in this world: those who freak out when they get pulled over by a cop, and those who get angry. And you never really know who is who... until the moment of truth.
I am of the fear-based kind. No matter the circumstances, if I'm even near a cop I tremble. I worry. I second guess. Did I run a red light? Drive too fast? Or maybe one of my tail lights is out. I'm sorry, officer - is there a problem?
I hate myself for it, but there it is. Cold hard fear. Now my new girlfriend is the other kind; she gets angry. I didn't know this nor even suspect. She's physically very petite and soft. So you can imagine my surprise when we got pulled over in her '68 VW Squareback and she lit into the cop with all kinds of attitude. She barked, "you'd better not tell me I was speeding, because this shitty car can't even go 55 miles an hour." The cop, obviously new, held his ground and explained how it was a school zone with a posted limit of 15 mph. "Well show me a damn child!" She countered. "I don't see any kids. It's like dark out! How can you have school when it's dark out? Tell me that! It's dangerous. Don't you think?"
It was incredible. You sleep with someone 3 or 4 times and you think you know them! In all honesty, I admired her boldness even if it was a little crazy. But I get really freaked out around cops, so I found myself trying to pacify her. I think the poor guy wanted to let her off with a warning or something. Because as soon as I got her to lighten up, he said, "Miss, would you give me your word that you'll slow down from here on out?" I jabbed her with my elbow and mouthed the words to her. "Yes, officer," she said reluctantly. "Okay. Goodnight now." And that was it!
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I like this one. You'd better keep her!
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