My husband has a rap sheet!
My husband, Gordon, got a ticket a week ago for not wearing his seatbelt. He couldn’t charm his way out of it. There was no love or apology from the cop. Just a $100.00 fine and a court date. G. is determined to fight it. I think it’s hopeless because the biggest portion of the fine, $75.00, is court costs. Still, he is determined to have his day in court. I think it’s amusing for him and he knows he has nothing to lose but time. The best part? The cop pulled him over in a Dunkin’ Donut parking lot! G. stopped off for coffee and the cop saw an easy score. They must figure all the hardened criminals are hanging out in those doughnut shops. G. just proved their theory today and now has a rap sheet for driving uninhibited. I would love to write more but I think G. just stepped outside to take an herbal smoke or a piss off of our balcony. Time to investigate and restrain. I hope I remember where I left those damned keys…
T.
My father has a (been fined for not wearing a seat belt) rap sheet too, I believe in at least 3 states. To his loved ones it’s kind of pathetic, and scary: he’s 84, drives too fast, rarely signals & has NEVER worn his seat belt. He’s not an ignorant man just a very stubborn one. While I secretly wish his rap sheet was 100 citations long (and perhaps it is but he probably fleeced his way out of 90% of them) thankfully he has never hurt himself or another practicing his unique brand of personal freedom. Gordon, I wish you luck challenging the system. Some old guy in Connecticut is quietly rooting for you.
Interestingly enough my father’s the same way. His most pathetic story? He was stopped once by NYPD’s finest on a “click it or ticket” charge. When the officer asked him to please buckle up, Dad looked at him sheepishly and said he didn’t know how to! Like an orderly taking care of the elderly, the cop had to strap him in himself. I’m sure the offending seat belt was removed a few blocks later.