OK, so I go to the Clarence Deli on lunch to pick up a sub…
Got the sub, get in the car, and there are a bunch of kids at the deli,
checking out the EVO, so I chat with them for a few minutes…
OK, time to go, and I am sitting waiting to pull out, and the time goes…
5,000 rpm drop, pull a 90 and slide the rear out a little, all four tires
begging for mercy…
Look to the 2:00 position, a state trooper sitting in the parking lot 50 yards
down the road on lunch, reading the paper.
Stop the car from sliding, look again at the cop, and he moves his paper
so he can see who the ass is, see’s me, and throws his paper in the passenger
seat.
At this point, I know I am dead, so I flick on the blinker to pull into the lot
just as he flips his lights on, pulling into the lot just as he was getting ready
to put it into drive, and he see’s me comming for him, so he stops what he is
doing, and waits for me to ge there. I pull up next to him, and the following
conversation ensues:
Cop: Hi.
Tom: Hi, how are you?
Cop: So you knew I was going to come after you, huh?
Tom: I figured, I was being an ass.
Cop: What the hell were you doing?
Tom: Trying to get here as soon as I could…
Cop: (Chuckles) So, where are you going now?
Tom: Back to Work.
Cop: Where were you?
Tom: At the Clarence Deli.
Cop: You’re going straight back to work?
Tom: Yup.
Cop: Where do you work?
Tom: SSBC, just down the road.
Cop: Why don’t you get back there as quick as you can, but obey the speed limit, and no more stupid stuff like that.
Tom: Absolutely, Thank You Sir.
Interesting…
YOU TOM