I have a lead foot!
As I have stated in previous posts, I have been pulled over by the local law enforcement multiple times, not for major offenses like drunk driving or road rage, mainly for speeding. Over the years, there have been a few times I was stopped for running a stop sign or for a tail light being out, but most of the time my offenses have involved exceeding the speed limit. I don’t speed just for the sake if speeding. I’m not a drag racer or a driver obsessed with being first in line, that’s not it at all, I just get so caught up in the task at hand that I forget about one important factor, the speed limit.
In the past two months I have been pulled over a total of three times. By the way, Mr. wonderful doesn’t know about one in particular so lets just keep this our little secret ;-).
My first offence in this latest crime spree was while on my way to the hospital to pray with a friend before she went in for surgery. I wasn’t really running late…but I was right on the brink and was afraid I would miss the small window of time to pray with my friend before they wheeled her back for surgery. In all of the excitement and the hustle and bustle of the morning I found myself exceeding th speed limit once again. I was talking on the phone to my mother and was unaware of my MPH until I passed an unmarked, ordinary looking, parked car on the side of the road…but it wasn’t ordinary at all…it was a state trooper! When I looked in my rear view mirror and saw those familiar blue lights, my heart sank. I quickly got off the phone and rehearsed what I would say to the officer when he asked why I was speeding. I quickly pulled over on the side of the busy interstate and began looking for my driver’s license. I checked my rear view mirror to see what the officer looked like. Would he be the grumpy, old, tired irritated type? Or the ‘I’m gonna clean up this town’ rookie type. Or maybe he would be the ‘it’ll be just a warning this time ma’am’ type. Only time would tell. I continued to look for my license when I saw the officer walking toward the back of my car. I couldn’t believe my eyes…it was a woman! I knew right then and there that I was toast! No woman is gonna listen to another woman try to charm her way out of a ticket. As she approached my window I rolled it down and with a half-smile I said, “good morning”. She returned the smile and said, “can I see your license and proof of insurance please?” I was still frantically looking for my license but couldn’t seem to locate it in all of the excitement. “I know it’s gotta be here somewhere” I said nervously. About that time she said, “did you use it yesterday when you voted and forget to put it back?” when she said that I remember I put it in the cup holder of my console. With a sigh of relief I said, “oh my goodness! Thank you! I was beginning to panic!” she laughed and said, “yeah that’s happened a lot the past two days. Are you in a hurry to be somewhere?” when I explained to her that I was trying to make it to the hospital to visit a friend before surgery, she handed me my license back and said, “well, ma’am, just slow down and be careful, ok?” I thanked her profusely and went on my way.
Two days later, I found myself once again looking through my rear view mirror at the blue lights of the Law. This time I wasn’t so lucky. The officer slapped me with a $150.00 fine for speeding. He informed me that he lowered my clocked speed on the ticket so it wouldn’t show up on my insurance and would lower the fine. I was grateful for that and vowed to slow down. I was so mad at myself for speeding again and now I was out $150.00….I was determined not to let this happen again!
The day after I paid my ticket, Cassady and I went Christmas shopping. After we had done all the damage we could do, we headed for home at about 9:30 in the evening. As we drove down a stretch of highway out in the middle of nowhere, I noticed a car turning his lights of and on repeatedly as he passed me. There were no other cars around so I knew he was trying to tell me something. “did you see that?” I asked Cassady. “no, what was it?”, she said. “That car just flashed his lights off and on at me…I wonder if there’s a wreck ahead or maybe some deer are in the road.” I knew a cop wouldn’t be out on that dark stretch of highway…there wasn’t another car as far as the eye could see. A cop would be wasting his time out here, I thought. No matter what it was, I was sure to slow down…just in case. As soon as that thought entered my mind….I saw him. A state police hidden in the darkness. I held my breath as I passed by….and nothing! No blue lights! I let out a sigh of relief and silently thanked the good Samaritan that flashed his lights at me.
“I wonder if I know how to turn my light off and on”, I said to Cassady. I reached over and began to fiddle with my light switch. I found the knob and turned them off but I couldn’t get them to come on again! I panicked for a moment as I went down the pitch black stretch of road. Finally I figured it out just in time for the approaching car. “I think I’m gonna warn this car about the State Trooper back there”, I said. “why?,” Cassady asked. “well, that last car just saved me from possible getting pulled over so I’m gonna repay the favor by flashing my lights at the car coming down the road.” as the car came closer I readied my hand on the headlight switch. When I thought the car was at the right distance I turned my off and on…then off and on again. “there, that should do it. Now I have repaid the favor, hopefully he will heed the warning and slow down”. I felt satisfaction at my good deed.
As the car passed by me , Cassady watched him go by and said, “Welp Mom, that was a State Trooper.” “no it was not!” I said matter of factly. “yes it was”, she insisted. “Cassady, that was not a state trooper! You’re just trying to make me nervous!” “I’m not kidding Mom, That was a state Trooper!” “you better be kidding!!” I said, now with a raised voice. She began to laugh and insisted, “I’m not kidding Mom…I’m serious.” About that time, I looked in my rear view mirror just in time to see, the recipient of my good will, make a U-turn right in the middle of the road, and once again the all too familiar glow of blue lights.
“unbelievable!” I said in utter disbelief….”ABSOLUTLY unbelievable! I can’t believe my luck! The first time I flash my lights at someone and it’s a cop! What are the chances?” Cassday was covering her mouth and holding her breath trying not to laugh. I pulled over on the side of the dark, unlit road and told Cassady to dig out my driver’s license. I looked in my rear view mirror to see a bobbing flashlight headed my way. I rolled my window down ready to greet him with a smile. As he walked up he didn’t ask for my driver’s license, or my proof of insurance, he just said, with a confused look on his face, “why were you turning your lights off and on at me?” I knew no matter what I said, it was going to sound stupid so I just told him all of it. “well, officer, it’s like this….someone flashed their lights at me a few minutes ago to warn me of a cop sitting in the darkness and they could have quite possibly kept me from getting a ticket, so when I saw a car coming down the road I decided to pay it forward and warn them by flashing my lights…and that car just happened to be you. I’m sorry, I was just trying to be a good Samaritan.” He smiled and said, “and I was speeding too!” “see there!” I said, “I just saved you from getting a ticket! You should be grateful!” He let out a belly laugh and said, “where are you from?” “I live in Verdigris”, I replied. “why that’s just down the road from here…I used to live in Verdigris too. Where at in Verdigris?” “I live on Rohr Road”, I said. “Rohr Road?” he questioned, are you any relation to the Rohrs in law enforcement?” “Yes”, I said, “they are cousins on my husband’s side.” he smiled, shook his head in disbelief and said, “well Ma’am, you need to go on home now…and please stop fiddling with your lights.” “yes sir”, I said, “I will!”
Whew! I wiggled my way out of another close call 😉
Note to self: DO NOT FLASH YOUR LIGHTS AT A STATE TROOPER…THEY DONT LIKE IT!
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