Cop Magnet
Enthusiast
If you can stand another post about getting pulled over in your Viper, this was a first for me:
This morning I am leaving my place in Evanston, heading for the office. The route takes me right by Northwestern and there is a lot of pedestrian traffic, so sometimes there are cops. I always have the V-1 on, but this time forgot. So, as I see the cop up ahead, I check my speedo and I'm doing 40 in a 30. He starts to pull out behind me and I just pull over even before he has his lights on. You know there's bad attitude coming, I was already in a bad mood, and the ticket is a no-brainer, so what the hell?
He comes up to me and asks if I know why I am being pulled over. I say "Yes, I was speeding."
"What's the speed limit here?"
"It's a 30."
"How much?"
"30."
"How fast were you going?"
"40."
"I have you at 45."
"Okay, whatever, here's my license."
"Can I see your proof of insurance?"
"Sure, it's behind the seat." So I get out and hand it to him, and getting back in I say "Can you make this quick, please? Because I am in a rush."
He starts getting really pissed, then. Like, "don't give me attitude, okay, I am trying to cut you a break here!"
Well, I was in no way anticipating a break, driving a Viper, past a University with pedestrians, being "ethnic", wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses, and I look like I'm 25. Plus I had admitted I was speeding, that I knew the speed limit, and there were about 50 people around, so knew I'd be getting the ticket. So I say, "I don't need a break, and you're not giving me one, so just write the ticket. I am in a rush, that's not attitude, that's the truth. Please be quick about it is all I'm saying."
"Where are you in such a rush to?"
"The hospital. I'll wait in my car if that's okay."
He shouts at me "Am I supposed to know that somehow?" as I'm getting in.
I just lean back and say "I never said I wasn't speeding or didn't deserve the ticket, so whatever..."
After a couple of minutes, with the shift super passing by in the unmarked car and glaring at me, and the cop looking really pissed in the rearview miiror, he comes over, hands me my license and says "do me a favor and slow down, okay?"
Unbelievable! All the times I have tried to schmooze my way out of a ticket, lied about speeding, claimed to be going in for an emergency, really been going in for an emergency--and still got ticketed--and this time I don't! Maybe originality counts for something with these guys!
This morning I am leaving my place in Evanston, heading for the office. The route takes me right by Northwestern and there is a lot of pedestrian traffic, so sometimes there are cops. I always have the V-1 on, but this time forgot. So, as I see the cop up ahead, I check my speedo and I'm doing 40 in a 30. He starts to pull out behind me and I just pull over even before he has his lights on. You know there's bad attitude coming, I was already in a bad mood, and the ticket is a no-brainer, so what the hell?
He comes up to me and asks if I know why I am being pulled over. I say "Yes, I was speeding."
"What's the speed limit here?"
"It's a 30."
"How much?"
"30."
"How fast were you going?"
"40."
"I have you at 45."
"Okay, whatever, here's my license."
"Can I see your proof of insurance?"
"Sure, it's behind the seat." So I get out and hand it to him, and getting back in I say "Can you make this quick, please? Because I am in a rush."
He starts getting really pissed, then. Like, "don't give me attitude, okay, I am trying to cut you a break here!"
Well, I was in no way anticipating a break, driving a Viper, past a University with pedestrians, being "ethnic", wearing a black leather jacket and sunglasses, and I look like I'm 25. Plus I had admitted I was speeding, that I knew the speed limit, and there were about 50 people around, so knew I'd be getting the ticket. So I say, "I don't need a break, and you're not giving me one, so just write the ticket. I am in a rush, that's not attitude, that's the truth. Please be quick about it is all I'm saying."
"Where are you in such a rush to?"
"The hospital. I'll wait in my car if that's okay."
He shouts at me "Am I supposed to know that somehow?" as I'm getting in.
I just lean back and say "I never said I wasn't speeding or didn't deserve the ticket, so whatever..."
After a couple of minutes, with the shift super passing by in the unmarked car and glaring at me, and the cop looking really pissed in the rearview miiror, he comes over, hands me my license and says "do me a favor and slow down, okay?"
Unbelievable! All the times I have tried to schmooze my way out of a ticket, lied about speeding, claimed to be going in for an emergency, really been going in for an emergency--and still got ticketed--and this time I don't! Maybe originality counts for something with these guys!