There is nothing I hate more than a cop on a power trip.
I was going to the gym this morning, and I didn't bother to brush off the (maybe) inch of snow on the van, because it was already so mild out that snow was turning to water and dripping off EVERYTHING so I assumed it would be off the van momentarily. About five minutes down the road I passed a cop. I was going about 45 mph in a 40 zone, not that big of a deal, but still had that moment of panic until I saw that he wasn't following me.
But then I noticed that suddenly he WAS following me, and with flashing lights. ARGH.
Now, I should probably admit now that we haven't changed our licenses or registration. We had the best of intentions to do so, but there was so much fucking red tape that we gave up, especially since our plan is now to go back to Canada. It just didn't seem worth it. So the idea of a ticket or anything else is somewhat panic-inducing.
Turns out, he stopped me because of the frigging snow on the van! Went off on a rant about how some woman with a dirty windshield nearly t-boned him, then muttered something about how it was already melting off and tried to make it seem like I should be thanking him!
What drives me nuts about cops like this is that it forces me to act like the simpering female, "I'm SOOO sorry" etc in the scared little girly voice. Blech.
Wanna know what I really WANTED to say to him???
"Listen, I don't know what happened with your wife this morning. Perhaps she burnt your toast, or perhaps she bit down a bit too hard while she was giving you your morning blowjob, but back the hell off of me! I'm a fucking Canadian - I know how to deal with snow on a vehicle, and this is NOTHING!!! So go back to your damned redneck cop car and go bug someone who gives a rat's ass!"
Sigh. Now that feels better :)
Oh, and my other rant for the day? I went to have a prescription filled today. We're changing insurance because it's been costing us an arm and a leg for practically nothing in terms of service. But my understanding was that the new insurance takes effect tomorrow. But the pharmacist told me that apparently it must have taken effect today, because my card was expired. Grr... now I have to wait for Wednesday to get my damn drugs! And BELIEVE ME - you want me to have my drugs! (Not as much as Hal does, but...) ARGH!
And just to add this one last rant: why on earth, when they leave a notice saying that you missed a parcel delivery, would they not put an ADDRESS for the post office where you're supposed to pick it up????
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Come on...you expect them to tell you where the parcel is?? You should just be grateful that they told you there was a parcel, right?
Gotta love the postal service -- no matter where you live!!
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