I was pulled over during my youth for "failure to stop at a yield sign" and "squeeling tires".
The story gets even better when you find out that the cop was speeding through a residential neighborhood in search of a house fire that he couldn't find. I pulled up to the yield sign, checked to my left and pulled out. About the time I committed to pull out, I see bright headlights coming around a blind corner at 50+ mph (in a 25 mph zone), so I hit the gas hard to get out of the way and the tires squeel a bit.
Instead of continuing on his quest to find the fire, the cop pulls me over and threatens me with the above mentioned citations. When I snicker a bit at his assertions (failure to STOP at a YIELD sign...you can't be serious?), he pulls me out of the car and forces me to walk a straight line. When he finally realizes he has nothing on me, he lets me go and informs me that he'll be calling my dad.
I climb back in the car, give dad a call on my cell phone and relay the story, over which we have a nice laugh. An hour or two later, the cop calls and my dad assures him that "he'll take care of the situation."
Moral of the story: Next time you are thinking of just yielding at a yield sign, be sure to stop instead in case there happens to be a cop dirving double the speed limit on the way to a fire he is 30 minutes late reporting to. ;)
Fantastic story. It sounds like the guy got the Power Trip 101 course in before graduating from the police academy. I hitched a ride home from Chigaco during Christmas break of my first semester of college, and the friend with whom I was riding happened to be a black guy. About 2 hours into the trip, this cop pulled us over for going 2mph over, and made my friend get out of the car and gave him a tongue lashing that I'd never heard before in my life from a state trooper (and I've been pulled over a fair bit). The cop actually called my friend "boy." I was absolutely incensed--what was he thinking--that it was still 1956? I guess that doesn't really relate to your story, except that cops can be nasty old buggers and tend to harrass guys for no reason more than girls. Anyway, thanks for the yielding tip!
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I was pulled over during my youth for "failure to stop at a yield sign" and "squeeling tires".
The story gets even better when you find out that the cop was speeding through a residential neighborhood in search of a house fire that he couldn't find. I pulled up to the yield sign, checked to my left and pulled out. About the time I committed to pull out, I see bright headlights coming around a blind corner at 50+ mph (in a 25 mph zone), so I hit the gas hard to get out of the way and the tires squeel a bit.
Instead of continuing on his quest to find the fire, the cop pulls me over and threatens me with the above mentioned citations. When I snicker a bit at his assertions (failure to STOP at a YIELD sign...you can't be serious?), he pulls me out of the car and forces me to walk a straight line. When he finally realizes he has nothing on me, he lets me go and informs me that he'll be calling my dad.
I climb back in the car, give dad a call on my cell phone and relay the story, over which we have a nice laugh. An hour or two later, the cop calls and my dad assures him that "he'll take care of the situation."
Moral of the story: Next time you are thinking of just yielding at a yield sign, be sure to stop instead in case there happens to be a cop dirving double the speed limit on the way to a fire he is 30 minutes late reporting to. ;)
Fantastic story. It sounds like the guy got the Power Trip 101 course in before graduating from the police academy. I hitched a ride home from Chigaco during Christmas break of my first semester of college, and the friend with whom I was riding happened to be a black guy. About 2 hours into the trip, this cop pulled us over for going 2mph over, and made my friend get out of the car and gave him a tongue lashing that I'd never heard before in my life from a state trooper (and I've been pulled over a fair bit). The cop actually called my friend "boy." I was absolutely incensed--what was he thinking--that it was still 1956? I guess that doesn't really relate to your story, except that cops can be nasty old buggers and tend to harrass guys for no reason more than girls. Anyway, thanks for the yielding tip!
I've been pulled over 12 times.
One ticket.
rachel - do you tell the cops that you are/were a model?
No I did not. I just seem innocent before you know my true evil power!
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