The day started fine. Q slept until almost 8, Mammer & Slickpaw are here (due to Slickpaw’s hip surgery that will be happening tomorrow) and we enjoyed a lazy morning at home. …Then, right before Matt left for work, he asked me if I would take care of our car’s registration. And, the only reason that it needed to be taken care of so promptly was because HE got a ticket. ….Granted, the tags expired in April (oops), and after we accidentally let the date pass to mail them in, going to the courthouse to get them was SUCH a pain! …But, still…HE got the ticket! NOT ME! So, why did I need to go? I was annoyed and made it clear that HE was the one who got the ticket! (insert bratty, only child face here!) …
But, after a little bit of time, I {grudgingly} agreed. So, I got ready, and when Slickpaw and Mammer headed to the doctor, I headed out with Q to run my errand.
First, it was to the bank. Because, to my knowledge, you have to pay with cash. So, I got $120.00 cash and was on my merry way. Q and I were jammin’ to the Backyardigans when I saw the lights! Yep, I was getting pulled over. Even though my heart was pounding, I KNEW that he would dismiss the ticket. I mean, I had the STACK of stuff, including the court house address and directions, sitting in the passenger seat. How could that be a lie? …
So, I gave him my pitiful story, showed him all of my evidence and he went back to his car. He was nice. I felt hopeful!
After about 10 minutes and Quinn asking, “momma, what are we doin’?” at least 100 times, he came back. And, with a nice little smirk, asked me to sign on the line of my TICKET! Yep! You heard me right…he gave me a TICKET! For my tags and for my inspection. (That was up in freakin’ JULY..5 days, people!!!) Can we get a warning? Some grace, please? NOPE! NONE! I was shocked!!! The d-bag of a cop looked back at Q and smiled…I said, “Quinn, do you see the policeman!?” and we were on our way! I should have said something smart-alecy-er. I mean, he’d already given me the ticket. I should have said, “Quinn, see the mean cop who gave Mommy a ticket!?” But, I don’t think that fast!
So, I turned on my signal and headed to the stupid courthouse to get my stupid tags. …
I got there, went up the 1,000 steps in the 100 degree heat, holding my TOO heavy toddler…only to find out we were in the wrong building.
So, we got in the car, drove a block and got out at the correct place. In we went…thankfully, no line. The lady was nice…couldn’t believe I had gotten a ticket ON THE WAY! …and, after doing some paperwork, told me that I owed $124.70. Well, I had $120.00. So, out into the hallway we went to get MORE cash. …Glad we made the pointless trip to the bank…only to have to pay the $3.00 bank fee (for it not being our bank’s ATM) to get the $4.70 extra that we needed. …We paid…I grimaced…and the sweet lady gave Quinn the VOID stickers from the page that our tags came on. …And, that’s when I thought it…if only we could VOID this morning! Oh well! Next time, I should be more responsible, right? UGH!
P.S. That bratty only child in my wants to totally blame Matt for the fact that I got the ticket. You see, if HE had gone to get the tags like he was supposed to, I wouldn’t have been out to get that ticket today! But, I would never do that? I’d never pass the blame for something that was clearly my fault!?!
4 comments:
Look on the bright side, your car could have been impounded. :)
I hit a cow with my car last week. Cow is fine, I'm fine, the car - not so much.
Thanks for reminding me to register the car before the month is over!
You know, that can be done by mail. It may cost a little extra, but it's worth it!
UGH!!! First, I would have definitely made a face if my hubs had asked me to do that too - and then it totally would have been his fault had I gotten a ticket! :) What a day - yuck!
what a horrible day!!!!!! i would have lost it!!!!
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