Ok. So a few days ago I was not having a good day... I needed to escape, getaway, combust... something. So I went to visit a friend and needless to say, I felt much better afterwards. =] (Thank you!) It was late and we said our goodbyes and I had a nice drive ahead of me...
Well. The first stoplight I came to was a joke. Why? Because I sat in the turning lane for 10 minutes (I'm not kidding) waiting for the green light. I was the only one in the intersection for a very long time, and then out of the blue - a car would show up, the light would turn green for them, they would go through, it would turn red again, and I would sit and wait for my light to turn green. Cause its my turn, right? NOoooo. I waited some more. And then it happened again. Another car would pull up, their light would turn green and so on... This happened about 5 times... My light was just not going to turn green!
I really wanted to get home cause I was tired, and this light was keeping me from my warm bed - so I said "Screw it!" really loudly in my car and put the pedal to the metal. hehe. I felt so hardcore.
So then, I put on some really good music and turned it wayyyy up and flew home. (If you've ever driven Hwy 46 then you know how fun it can be.) My speedometer only goes up to 110, so its quite possible I was going faster because my needle found a comfortable spot just past the max. So I'm driving along at incredibly unsafe speeds and I manage to make it to Hwy 1 unharmed. I pull a right turn and head north on 1. I stop at the stoplight to turn onto Ardath and look in my mirror... a car. Curious... I didn't see that before...
So I hook a left and bam! blue and red lights start flashing.
Whoopdee-freakin-doo.
I look to find a safe spot to pull over - I say 'safe' because my first choice was in fron of a fire hydrant... lol. I roll down my window, turn my car off, hand my head low and prepare for the worst. I hear a voice beside me say "Everything alright?" I look out my window and this is the man I saw... (but he was wearing a uniform and holding a flashlight)

Ok. So it wasn't THE Brandon Routh... but this is what I saw. My eyes played no tricks...
I can only
imagine what my face must've looked like. 0_o This was the most beautiful man I've ever seen... and oh my god, I'm at his mercy. I struggled to keep composure, as I wanted to sound as normal and innocent as possible - and if you know me - that's a little out of my league. so I tell him how anxious I am to get home because of a rough day and listens. He kindly asks for my information, license, insurance, registration... and I fumble through my mess and give it to him. He asks if I knew why he pulled me over, and I honestly didn't know... so he flashes his smile (dimples!!) and tells me I rolled through the stop sign, aka: the California Roll. "You're kidding me." I said. "Nope" he replied "and you were also 20 miles over the speed limit." Its funny because he was still smiling. Not the "you're so busted and I'm so evil" smile, but the "you silly girl, don't you know?" kind of smile.
Again, keeping composure - not so easy.
I'm sooooo sure that I'm busted, it wasn't even funny. It's obvious I was breaking the law, rolling, speeding....
Then, he tells me my insurance form had expired. Crap! I grab another one out of my wallet and low and behold, that one expired last month. Doubly Crap! I'm done for....
He just laughs and asks me if I'm current, I know I am and I tell him so.
He believes me.
He asked before where I was headed and I told him my street. But at this point, I realize that my address on my license is different than the one I just told him. Ok again, I am soooo busted....
He doesn't notice.
So we exchange some playful banter and I told him how I almost parked next to the fire hydrant... he guesses that I've had a ticket before and again, laughs it off. This was a all a cruel, cruel dream.... Here I was, in my car... a sad pathetic delinquent with multiple law-breaking charges against me, and I'm chatting it up with the most gorgeous, kindest, understanding, gorgeous officer I've ever seen who kills me every time with his smile...
Anyways, he finally asks me "So, do I need to give you a citation for you to learn your lesson?"
(I realize, I'm home free...)
"No sir. I promise to be extra careful from now on."
"Ok then, I'll let you get home. Have a good night." (he flashes those dimples again... *sigh*)
And thats it.
Finished.
I sit in my car for a moment, gathering my thoughts... I see the Highway Patrol car drive away with dreamboy behind the wheel.
I'm both relieved and frustrated... I'm sure you can figure out why.
>=]
SO. The moral of the story??
Well, I'm going to leave that up to YOU, yes, you. Go ahead and post it for me in a comment, please... because all I can think about is 'accidentally" rolling through another stop sign...
;]