A short while
back, I had a wonderful conversation with a charming ass clown gentleman
who I had stopped for traffic violations. It had been awhile as I hadn’t
stopped one of those delightful people who just want to be a jerk because they
got stopped. I understand that no one ever wants to get stopped by the police,
but trying to treat the guy or gal stopping you like a piece of shit is definitely
not the way to go.
It was kind of
humorous and too good not to share. Anyhow, the stop went something like this…
SmallTownCopper: Hello sir. I am Officer
Copper with the Small Town Police. The reason I stopped you is because…
Stupid Ass Driver: Why are you picking on me!?
STC: Excuse me?
SAD: I want to know why you are
picking on me!
STC: Well sir, it’s like this.
Look back there (pointing back at the intersection). Do you see that big red metal
octagon shaped sign there? That’s called a stop sign. It’s there to let you know
that you, the driver, have to stop your vehicle at that point so as not to
cause an accident. The sad part for you is that the state happens to have a law
that says when people like you don’t stop at those, guys like me can pull you
over and give you a ticket for not stopping. It’s kind of a common thing.
SAD: You don’t have to be rude. I
just asked a question.
STC: And I answered your question
about why I stopped you sir. I need you driver’s license, vehicle registration
and insurance card. Please.
SAD: For what? Are you giving me
a ticket!?
STC: I'm sorry sir, I guess you did not understand me. DRIVER'S LICENSE. VEHICLE REGISTRATION. INSURANCE CARD. Please.
SAD: (looking at
me confused)
SAD: This is
bullshit. I don’t have my license with me and can’t find my insurance card.
STC: (sarcastically)
Do you have a driver’s license sir?
SAD: (gives me
the “I am trying to intimidate you” stare)
STC: Is that a
yes or no stare?
SAD: You’re an
asshole.
STC: Well you
are certainly entitled to your opinion. How about you just give me your name and date of birth.
SAD: Stupid Ass Driver. February 27, 1981.*
STC: Thanks. Now stay in your car and I will be back
with you in a few minutes.
[SEVERAL MINUTES AND 4 CITATIONS LATER]
STC: Ok, sir.
I am citing you for failing to stop for a stop sign, which we have already gone
over, as well as not having proof of insurance, not having your driver’s
license in your possession and for not wearing your seat belt. Please sign on
the line with the X.
SAD: WHAT? I
DIDN’T STOP AT THE STOP SIGN! WHY ARE YOU WRITING ME OTHER TICKETS!?
STC: (takes
deep breath) Sir, you broke four separate traffic laws. I am writing you
citations for each violation. That’s how it works. Now you have to do your part
and sign the citations on the line with the X.
SAD: (angrily
signs the citations) I’ll see you in court. And I am making a complaint on you.
I’ll have your badge after I tell everyone how you talked down to me and called
me an asshole. What do you think about that you mother fucker? It will be my
word against yours.
STC: I’m sure
the court will enjoy listening to you. By the way, you have never watched any
of those police video shows have you?
SAD: What does
that have to do with this?
STC: Just that
my car back there has this great tool in it called a camera. Their all the rage now. It’s great because
it records what I see and do. It even records audio. I’ll remember to bring it
to court with me, our Judges just love seeing & hearing the videos of upstanding citizens like yourself.
SAD: (suddenly
quiet and pale)...
STC: So your
court date is two weeks from Monday at 10 AM. The address is printed on the
back of the citations sir. Please wear your seat belt and driver carefully sir.
So fast forward
two weeks. I check with the court and discover that SAD has decided not to
fight the citations I wrote him. He went ahead and paid the $500 in fines
instead.
And I am still
waiting to hear about his complaint. I guess the
moral of the story is that maybe you should follow your mother’s advice and
treat people like you want to be treated. Or maybe it’s you catch more flies
with honey?
Stay safe my friends…and
wear your vests!
STC
*coincidentally, February 27 is National Asshole Day. True story. Google it.