I should have known better than to go driving around town with my NY speed shirt.
I know I was going a little (relative statement) fast, well within in my range for control (another relative statement). I pulled into my drive way went into the house kicked off my shoes, got a loaf a bread to make a sandwich when I heard a screech in the drive way and heard a car door slam. It was a local detective who had seen me driving and was looking for me. Had I not been going back out I bet I could have pulled the car into the garage and never had to hear the lecture about my driving and a couple other things he could not prove.
Then he saw my NYSPEED shirt. He then insisted I must have a lot of tickets, one six years ago, and that there is probably warrant out for my arrest. I proceeded to tell him there was not a warrant and that I had not had a ticket in over five years. That is when he told me he could tell I was lieing and called in my drivers license number… guess what, I was not lieing. :burnin:He was a little pissed, and embarrassed, he told me he would be watching me and to buy a bicycle if I did not have one because he would catch me and take my license away. What a dick. However I will drive a little nicer for a while to let him cool off.
“Huh, I wasn’t out driving, I lost my keys yesterday, my parents are pissed that they can’t park in the garage, I just had to walk to the store :hold up sammich: to get this peanut butter, because last night my dog and I…”
And there’s why I won’t put an NYSpeed sticker on a vehicle.
“No seriously officer, it’s just an internet message board full of retards yelling at each other for spelling mistakes and hitting on this girl named dawn.”
