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After four months. :toast:
Okay, the story begins on my way home from college for Christmas break. I was on a four lane highway (two lanes one direction, two the other). I'm in the right lane. There was crappy weather, so I was going about ten miles under the speed limit. I passed a cop who had a guy pulled over on the shoulder of the road. I thought that was pretty normal; with all the college students going home, I knew that they'd be out. Not even thinking, I kept going.
Suddenly, I glance in my rear view mirror. Aforementioned cop is now trailing me, lights flashing, the whole ten yards. I glance at my speedometer (still ten under). Not sure what it's all about, I pull over, kind of freaking out at this point.
This redneck asshole strolls up to my car and asks, all smarmy, if I was aware that I was supposed to change lanes when passing a stopped emergency vehicle.
Uh, no. I wasn't aware, and said as much. So the asshole gives me a ticket. Now, I'm a type-A personality, an overachiever, a generally good kid. So I was pissed and freaked out and mortified.
Anyway, I stew all the way back home. When I arrive, I tell my mom the whole story. She thinks it's stupid, I agree. When my dad gets home, he thinks it's stupid. I agree.
Later that night, my mom and dad went to a Christmas party at my dad's work. One of his co-worker's husband's is a lawyer. My dad told HIM the whole story, and he told my dad that he (the lawyer) could contest it, that it should be no problem, that it was pointless to add points to my license, etc. When my dad told me about it the next day, I truthfully just wanted to pay the ticket and be done with it. But he had already accepted the guy's offer, so okay, I agreed. Why not?
So over the past several months, they've been doing this legal tango, but no one's really been talking to me about it. There's been some court dates that the lawyer said he would cover. So I'm back at school for second semester, doing my thing. This ticket is the last thing on my mind.
Wednesday evening, I'm studying for a major International Relations exam. I'm stressed out after what had already been a long week, academically and personally. My phone rings, and it's my mom. She asks how I am, I answer that I'm stressed. She tells me that she's about to add to it, and that there's an arrest warrant out for me in this little boondock county where I got the ticket.
:wow:
So I spent Wednesday night sobbing hysterically.
Apparently, our lawyer had reached this deal in which I would I would go to traffic school (which pissed me off in itself, but given the circumstances, it wasn't at the top of my mind) in exchange for nixing the ticket.
So they'd presented this thing to the judge, and the redneck rejects the plea agreement and puts a warrant out for my arrest. Apparently, not pulling over is worse than speeding. So yeah, I was a wanted criminal. We still don't know what his reasoning was (my parents figured that there might be an impression of big-city lawyers coming in to tell these small-town folks how to operate). The lawyer said that it was the first ticket in 20 years that he couldn't contest.
My parents didn't want me driving home Easter weekend, so they came up and brought me home. When they picked me up on Friday, they told me that they'd stopped in this town and paid the ticket on the way up, and that I had to send in a written plea of guilty to this offense in order to rescind the arrest warrant. So I do, and on our way back up to school on Monday, we brought it in.
My dad just informed me that I'm no longer a wanted criminal. And if I take an online traffic course within 50 days, they won't add points to my license.
:woohoo: It's over! So that's my "sigh of relief" story for the day. :)
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