30Jan
Cops with Big Mustaches are Mean
Drama, Love, WTFSo much for my 5-year record of not getting pulled over. I technically got my very first speeding ticket yesterday (and I say “technically” because I was pulled over for speeding 5 years ago, but the cop was badass and let me go). I am sooooo pissed. The cop was a super fucking douchebag, and he was on a motorcycle which makes him a prick by default. Like seriously, how big does a bitch’s rack have to be to get out of a ticket these days?
I had JUST pulled out of my office complex and was driving maybe for 5 seconds. Somehow he said he clocked me doing 47mph. WTF? I JUST PULLED ONTO THE STREET! Not only that, but I was approaching a construction area and the speed limit went from 45mph to 35mph to 25mph and of course he decides that I was in the 25mph zone (which I totally wasn’t when I saw him flashing his lights at me) so I got the lovely 22+ over ticket. Then he goes “Congratulations- you’re the fastest one today!” I wanted to tear his wanna be Magnum P.I. mustache off his pricky face.
So now I get to attend a fabulous Defensive Driving class. At least they shortened it to 4 hours. Last time I went that shit was 8 hours. Yuck.
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This is the reason people hate cops. I understand they have a shitty job. I understand that they have to be in dangerous situations for other people. That’s not the case here.
This is a speed trap. A means to make money. A place for this douche to exert some sort of authority. This is probably the only time he gets anyone to listen to him. His being a cop is just something for him to when not stalking young boys.
Don’t question your rack. It’s lovely (checked out the gallery to make sure :wow: ), as are your soulful eyes.