I'd just received my Learner's Permit to drive (this is, of course, back in the days of the Flintstones).
And I got pulled over for speeding.
I didn't even have my damn Operator's License yet and I've already been arrested for a moving violation.
I was SO NERVOUS when the officer approached the car I nearly pissed my pants. Calm down. Calm down. OK. What is it they said in Driver's Education Class I was supposed to provide a police officer when asked? License and registration. I don't even HAVE a license yet. Well, I'm off to a bad start.
And that's what he asked for, "Let me see your license and registration ... Boy." They always have to use the obligatory, Boy. If you're a male, that is.
I reached into my wallet, hands shaking, and pulled out the paper Learner's Permit and handed it to the police officer. What I didn't know was that I'd accidentally picked up a folded $20 bill that was tucked in my wallet BEHIND the permit. I'd given that to the sunglass-wearing officer too.
Oh shit. Now my simple traffic violation has turned into a felony.
He, of course, commented on the $20, "What's this for ... Boy?"
1. I wasn't trying to bribe him and told him so.
2. If I HAD been trying to bribe him, I sure as hell wouldn't have tried with a mere $20.
3. I didn't have enough money to give away $20.
Fortunately, as proof, my face turned white, my pants were wet and I was shaking so bad my voice was cracking, "N-n-nothing, S-s-s-sir. It was just in my w-w-w-wallet and I I I..." He cut me off, gave me back the $20, told me to slow it down and let me go.
Ever tried to push in a clutch with wet pants?
There's just so much I need to warn you about - And yet, tragically, I cannot.
3 weeks ago