Saturday, I went to my parents’ house because they were throwing a birthday party for Zamboni Brother #3. He turned 8. I was going to go anyway because I’m a good son and I visit every weekend. And they have food.
Anyway, I was on my way, following all the traffic laws in town. I only live three miles away, and the drive is all 35 and 25 MPH, so I wasn’t even speeding, which I don’t do in town. A cop was waiting in his cruiser in a laundromat parking lot that I happened to drive by. I made a few turns before I noticed that the cop was following me. I thought that maybe he happened to be going the same direction because that has happened before. It’s a small town with few streets. I drove for a minute, because that’s all it takes, taking the usual route to Zamboni Parents’ house. I turned to parallel park in front of their house…
and I am pulled over by that cop :eek: . In front of my own parents’ house! :o :eek:
Omigod! I’m thinking ‘What did I do? Did I not stop long enough at the stop sign? I wasn’t speeding.’ Of course I’m also thinking ‘Don’t piss your pants’; ‘I hope I don’t look like anyone wanted by the FBI’ :eek: ; My family is going to be so… Baffled, wondering why I have been pulled over?’
So I’m sitting there in my car waiting for what seemed to be twenty minutes, but it was probably one, for Officer Bigshot. He asks for my information, then asks me “Do you know Why I pulled you over?” I wanted to say something smartassey, but my mind had fallen to the soles of my shoes and all I could manage was a meek “no.” Officer Bigshot says “Your exhuast system is a tad too loud.” (I wish I could have responded: My car’s exhuast system is too loud. I can’t pass gas that exuberantly .) We passed small talk back and forth, but I can’t remember any of it. My brain had melted by then.
Officer Bigshot went back to his car and checked out my information. It was all good, as I expected. Thankfully, I got away with a Warning, and a new unfavorable view of The Man :D. Loud exhuast, my eye. :mad: I know the muffler is in the trunk, and some other parts of the exhaust system are missing, but I have heard Harleys that are louder than my lousy four cylinder, front-wheel drive. I think he was just bored. :rolleyes: I have passed so many other town cops before (all four or five of them) and all they do stare.
Meanwhile, as I was sitting next to my parents’ house, feeling like a crook, Zamboni Brother #2 came outside to get some firewood for the night. They still use a woodburner for heating help. He did something, got pissed, and started throwing around some firewood. He then started beating on the door! No one inside the house was bothered because he has a short temper anyway, but is harmless. As he was doing this he did not notice that I was sitting outside with a cop car behind me with its lights still flashing! I don’t know how he missed this. :eek: It is not a typical sight in the neighborhood. Maybe it’s because his view was blocked by a tree. Someone inside should have noticed! :rolleyes: Show some love and concern for the Firstborn and stare out the window!
When I finally made it inside, I had to tell everyone that I had been pulled over right under their noses. They were oblivious! If this is how little attention they pay to what is going on outside, then how soon will it be before they notice that the street has torn up and replaced by a conveyer belt, assuming something so insanely bizzare happens? :rolleyes: