ok, i just returned home from visiting a high school football game here in my town... after the game, i was escorting a cheerleader in my car back to her bus (they're from my real home town)... well anyway, the "home" team's band was marching back into their band room in this huge line.. well, I was iun a hurry, and i speed through when i saw a break in this large line notably close to some band members.. as i parked my car (right in front of their band room door) where the buses for this cheerleader was this older guy (late 30s, early 40s) comes up to me, and asks if i was the car that just sped through his band line yadda-yadda... here's the conversation:man, "is this your car, son?!"
"yes."
man, "did you not realize that there was a band marching through over there?!!"
"yes."
man, "you just drove over thirty miles per hour in this parking lot, recklessly! you ought to go to jail!"
at this time, another gentlemn aproaches at the request of this big, chubby redneck...
man, "do you know who this is, son?!"
"no, and I don't care."
man, "he's a state trooper."
trooper, "may i see your license, son?"
(note this "son" thing.)
"may i see your badge?"
trooper shows me his badge on his belt, since he wasn't in uniform.
"sure." i shrugged and gave him my license. as i read it allowed to him as he read it..
trooper, "why are you here tonight?"
"escorting someone back to this bus."
trooper, "who?"
"not really any of your business."
trooper, "where you from?" reading my license of course.
man steps in and points out my college sticker on my car.
trooper, "you live on campus here?"
"yes, sir is there a reason why you ask?"
at this time, the redneck starts yelling at me again, shaking his finger/fist in my face...
"sir, please don't assault me infront of the nice officer." i smiled at the redneck.
the trooper looks upo at the redneck and shakes his head, handing me back my license.
"officer? is there anything else you need?" I'm laying it on thick now.
trooper stares at me with a stern look of, i don't know, dislike...
"apparently i've caused this gentlmen some form of grief by being here, perhaps it's because i'm educated, and not wearing a stupid red shirt and overalls."
the redneck guy is just dumbfounded that i had said this, his eyes wider than the football field.
"perhaps i'll just leave now officer, there's obviously nothing intelligent here for me to attend to."
trooper, "i think that's a good idea hoss. you leave right now."
I shruged, "sure, see ya around.."
the redneck guy was making seriously loud and rude remarks to me while his other redneck chicks and such were agreing with him.. I laughed loudly and waved.. since the cop didn't see me drive (48mph i think it actually was) through this parking lot, and through this band line almost clipping a copuple of them, there was nothing to be done.. my rant is this:
i fucking hate people getting in my face over stupid shit. the tropoper had no right to look at my license, which i'm unclear on, if anyone from FL knows about that shit let me know... I was such an asshole to this redneck though, knowing i was at fault the whole damned time, and coiuld have gone to jail if the trooper had actually seen me do this.. i hate traffic cops. i hate stupid rednecks who can't speak proper english (even though i typed it as proper english here.)
sorry to take so long, thanks for reading
give me your responses, smart move ot be an ass? or bad?
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