(Or I may be arrogantly assuming that turnips’ stupidity is on par with mine).
I got stopped for speeding a few weeks ago, then waited for the ticket in the mail. Then I waited, waited, and waited some more. Then I called them up, tried their website, and everytime, I got some variation of, “There is no traffic citation associated with your driver’s license. If you got the ticket before March 25, it may not be in our records. Please call an operator.”
But of course, the operator never came on line. They’re cruel, they are.
So I got myself down to the courthouse today. I stood in line to get into the courthouse, where I found out that, yes, I was at the correct address, and that the traffic division was in another building a quarter mile away, with the same address. So I waited in another line, and when I finally got to a window, it turns out they’d had a computer crash on March 25, deleting a fair number of citations given out in the preceding six weeks.
They didn’t have any record of my traffic stop. Well, yesterday they didn’t have any record. Today, they have a photocopy of the citation I brought with me this morning.
Reminds me of my mom. She got a speeding ticket several years ago and was in line to pay before the ticket ever reached the traffic division. :rolleyes:
Even though you describe yourself as on par with a turnip in the intelligence department, I would venture to guess that paying the speeding ticket is a helluva lot cheaper than trying to untangle your way out of a bench warrant had they discovered the unpaid ticket 6 months from now.
Oh, and by the way, the Policeman’s Ball thanks you.
Yes, it’s my cross to bear. It seems like it’s aways us noble people who get shafted by The Man. In the long run, perhaps this is best. Who knows what criminal enterprises I might be involved in if I were free to get away with driving 15 mph over the speed limit on PCH on a Saturday morning? I’d probably start hanging out at a pool hall or something.
Having vinyl clothes to wear, ** Vinyl Turnip** is much smarter than the average turnip, although probably not as comfortable as a linen turnip.
Cheer up groo, eventually the county would have reconciled he computer file with the cop’s records and charged you a million-gazillion dollars in late fees.
Hermosa Beach PD, but the (LA) South Bay stuff is all handled in the Torrance Library/Police/Courthouse complex.
And don’t get me started on Orange County. They are (or were) one of the last places to allow web-based traffic school. This isn’t a pattern of lawlessness; I just ran afoul of a red-light camera last year. Before that, really, my last traffic ticket was in the 1980s. Oh, and speaking of pain: the camera took a very nice picture of me, and showed my GPS on the dashboard, which actually had a program to warn me of proximity to points of interest; one of my points of interest was that very red-light camera. I just didn’t have it turned on at the time.
