I hate rural-bordering urban living. The scenic country surroundings lull me into believing I'm outside city limits where wide open spaces allow for cruising down the highway at fast, yet perfectly safe speeds (in my not-so-humble opinion). Such was this particular morning, whereupon I, with nary a care in the world, had the misfortune to stumble into the proverbial police force cash-cow - the speed trap.
I obviously should have spent considerably more time on my appearance this morning. One quick glance in the rear-view mirror told me that I should not even consider the eye-batting routine, as I didn't stand a chance. I couldn't even manage to well up any pity-tears. Not at the right time anyways. Oh no, not until after the officer handed me my (Gasp! I can't believe it's that much) ticket and sent me on my ever-so-slow way. *sniff*
Let this be an important lesson for all drivers...always look hot.
2 comments:
ha ha ha!! i love that, jess!! the last time i got pulled over for doing a u-turn i thought i was looking pretty cute that day...and it was a freakin' LADY who pulled me over. no eye-lash batting routine there, either!! hehe!
you have a blog now huh? how cool! so sad about your ticket...you'll just have to be prepared next time...and don't forget the super push up bra...i'm sure that would help! :)
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