It Was My Fault….
……..that this happened:

Yeah, ummmm……….that would be a ticket. But not for me, for J.
I asked him to come with me to my appointment at the chiropractor tonight and he drove. Well, we were trying to figure out where to go and turned right on a road that said “No Right Turn From 4 to 6″.
It was 4:55.

J read the sign right before we turned and I said “It’s fine!”. As soon as we turned we saw the cop car sitting on the street just waiting for suckers like us. Ugh.
The worst part is that the cop actually had to explain WHY the ticket cost so much.

That’s $170(!!) if you can’t read it.
It was like he KNEW that this price was ridiculous. He explained that only $60 of it was the fine and the rest was court costs or something like that. How stupid. We didn’t even do anything bad! We were just trying to get to the doctor’s office. Ripoff.
It was also my fault that I ended up here tonight:

Maybe one of these days I’ll learn not to overdo it.
More details on my visit to come, but why didn’t I know you aren’t supposed to wear jeans (with absolutely NO stretch in them) to a chiropractor?! I had no idea (it was my first time!). Luckily the doc was a good sport about it.
When was the last time you were pulled over by a cop? Did you get lucky with a “warning” or did you get a ticket? I got a speeding ticket on my way home from J’s when we first started dating over 5 years ago, but nothing since (knock on wood!).



