I just got busted for speeding. I was clocked at 49.6 in a 25 MPH zone, 4 blocks from my house. What a fucking idiot! To top off my lapse in judgement, I did so after spending some time at a bar for a softball meeting. So not only did I get the ticket for $150, I had the pleasure of having to heel-toe 9 steps back and forth, and stand on 1 leg, holding my other heel 6" off the ground. Stupid!
I passed, easily, and by my own admission I was pretty cooperative. I pulled over as soon as I saw the lights, I turned the car off, had both hands in view when the officer approached, told him when I was going to reach into my back pocket for my license, registration, and proof of insurance, and admitted to having 3-4 beers in the last 2 or so hours. That last fact was pretty hard to hide, since my breath reeked of alcohol. (Note to self—ALTOIDS!)
Damn, how could I be so stupid?!
I know I’m going to get a bunch of drinking and driving lectures, and yeah, I shouldn’t have done that. Not that it’s an excuse, but 3-4 beers in 2 hour is nothing for me. My metabolism is pretty good, and I in no way felt impaired. It was a short drive, 2-3 miles, tops, on a road I have travelled for 30+ years. I could almost drive it blindfolded. Certainly, if I had my son with me, I would not have driven. I would have turned my keys over to my wife. I suppose I should exercise that sort of caution daily, but like I said, I in no way felt impaired.
The road was clear, and I guess I just got lost in the radio. I was blasting Tool, and I tend to get heavy footed when that happens. Again, I’m not making excuses (at least I hope I’m not). I know better than this. I’m just upset at my own stupidity, and my wife is asleep, so I can’t vent to her.
Son of a bitch…WHY??? I had a few beers. I should have been more careful.
I guess I should just go to bed, and be thankful that it’s my bed and not one provided by the city or county, and deal with it in the morning. I’ll just have to swallow the punishment pill that was handed to me and wise up.