This is truly not my day, he thought as he maneuvered the car to the side of the road and watched the police car behind him did the same.
“You again?” The lady cop asked, “Didn’t I just pull you over like a couple of hours ago, what’s wrong with you?”
He sighed, “I guess I’m just having a bad day,” without telling him to take out his license and car registration, the cop began to fill out the traffic citation, “I’m sorry officer but I’m failing to see what traffic law I’m violating.”
“Oh really, you’re failing to see,” she said exasperatedly, “let’s see, speeding, reckless driving, failing to stop at a stop sign, blowing a traffic light, and… your tail light is out.”
Lady, you’re trippin’, he wanted to say, there was no way he had done these things, he had just gotten off of the highway, where there was no traffic light nor stop sign, and the tail light was working this morning, he opened his mouth and closed it, choosing his words carefully, “I’m sorry, I meant to fix that tail light, can’t you let me slide just this once?”
Written for Six Sentence Story. The prompt is “Slide”.
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Good point that “choosing his words carefully” is his best strategy.
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I agree, that’s definitely a good strategy.
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Oh gosh…I admire his restraint, it probably saved his life and cost him an ulcer.
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Yeah, it probably did save his life. 😀
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Poor guy.
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Sounds like there’s more to it than that. Some cops have nothing better to do with their time, it seems.
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Or I think he just has one of those car that gets the cop’s attention every time.
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It sounds like he’s having a terrible day, especially if he’s right. Then again, how do you prove it?
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I have no doubt that this was one of those horrible days.
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