quoting: GirlWhoBlockedHerOwnShot

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I have been pulled over four different times, twice in the same night. Both of those were for having a burnt-out license plate light. One was for having a broken off front license plate, which wasn't that big of a deal because I live in Indiana during the school year and it's legal there as far as I know, but I was driving back to Ohio to get it fixed by my stepdad, who actually was the one who broke it off when he backed into the front of my car (he did it early the morning I was leaving when he was leaving for work, so he couldn't fix it then) and I was pulled over. All three times the police were really nice.

The fourth time was over Thanksgiving when I was the DD for my friend's birthday party. I was super nervous because I wasn't used to driving where we were going and I felt super responsible because all of my friends were already drunk. I was supposed to turn left into a parking lot to park, I was driving my friends car, and she was like, turn turn turn. So I looked in the rear view mirror, not checking the blindspot (which I almost always do) and turned. I was practically stopped when I did, but there was another car coming in the lane that I didn't see, and I hit them. It was so minor, it really shouldn't have mattered. It was my first accident ever.

So we pull over, and all my friends immediately get out to throw away their open containers (which I didn't know they had, thanks guys) before the cops arrived. One of them was only 19, and drunk, and had two underages already, which I didn't know about either. So I'm kind of freaking out, wanting to cry, the people I accidentally hit were being dick and freaking out even though we literally weren't even really moving when it happened. The girl called her fucking mom out. Seriously. Like she was hurt or anything.

The cop arrived, however, and he was amazingly nice. He let me ask any questions I needed to, since I wasn't in an accident before, and he was calm and friendly and explained everything. He in no way treated me like the tool I was for hitting someone, and it was nice.
In summation, I deserved it every single time I was pulled over, and sometimes I probably should have been but haven't, but I attribute that to the fact that when I speed, it is never over 5 mph over. My Spanish teacher in high school told us all that if we ever were pulled over, we should just flirt and even flash to get out of it, if we had to. Well, she was a tool, and she had affairs with her students in the classroom, so thank God I didn't listen to her.



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[This post edited by GirlWhoBlockedHerOwnShot on 28 March 2008 ]

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