Have you ever gotten a ticket? So far I’ve been lucky. That may be partly because I came late to driving, and because I frequently ride the bus instead of driving, and I’m normally a very careful driver, although there was the time a cop car was partly blocking off a section of a parking lot and I pulled around it and the cop got out and started yelling at me that I wasn’t supposed to do that. In my defense the cop car was only partly blocking the section of the parking lot, like the cop hadn’t completely pulled into the parking space and had just stopped to check something. In my prosecution I could have gone another way and ignorance of the law is no excuse. Anyway I of course stopped and turned into a gibbering puddle of regret and apologies and the cop let me off with a warning and then saw the picture of one of our dogs in the car window and said, “Do y’all have Dalmatians?” And I hadn’t completely re-solidified so I was barely able to stammer out “yes” although in another second I was fully prepared to pull out my phone and show off more pictures . It also occurs to me that I’ve never seen a bus driver get a ticket either, even though I’ve ridden with some who needed to be pulled over and ticketed. I’m not sure what would happen in a case like that.
Anyway what got me thinking about all this was the fact that the Wienermobile was recently pulled over by the cops in Wisconsin for failing to obey the Move Over Law, although also probably because they take sausage very seriously in Wisconsin and a giant moving frankfurter is bound to get attention. And then in West Virginia a different Wienermobile got a citation “for being a weiner” which, technically, is not really accurate, although it would be if the guy driving the Wienermobile turned into a gibbering puddle of regret and apologies.
I’d love to take a ride in the Wienermobile. I’d even love to try driving it and I’d be very careful and follow all the laws, although it would be even more fun to bring out Dalmatians along. I hope it has air conditioning, though. I wouldn’t want them to be hot dogs.
Once upon a time, I was driving very early in the morning from Skowhegan, Maine to Portland, Maine to catch a flight. I was on a two-lane divided highway headed west, when near Freeport, Maine, I caught sight of a giant duck boot driving east.
I assumed I was hallucinating, but then I remembered we were in LL Bean country. When I got to the airport, I did a quick Google of “LL Bean bootmobile”.
Travel always has a surprise or two, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I don’t know how I’ve gone this far in life without ever seeing the LL Bean Bootmobile but that is absolutely fantastic. And I want to know more about the old lady who lives in it with all her kids.
My favorite blogger has a first name. Is it Chris or Christopher?
Ann Koplow recently posted…Day 2628: Keeping it together
I went through a phase of preferring to be called Christopher, then wanting to only be called Chris, until I stayed with a French family and I enjoyed the way they said “Christopher”, but now I really just don’t want to be called late for dinner.
Last time I got pulled over for speeding I had my Golden Retriever with me. The police officer was a dog lover and spent several minutes petting him through the open back window. I was thinking I was going to be in the clear. Nope. He gave me a ticket anyway.
That’s the worst when you think you’re going to be in the clear and then it turns out you’re not. At least your dog didn’t get ticketed, though.
I saw a bus pulled over by an officer recently. It made me laugh, but then again I wasn’t a passenger on the bus.
I’m pretty sure I’d be laughing if I were on the bus and the driver got pulled over. I’d also probably ask the cop for a ride.