sirsholly
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Damn...am i rather pissed at Jim.
Yesterday i had to drive to the doctors office for some lab work. The office is about 30 miles away and i was pissy, as i had a bad morning. The Loudone accidentally peed his pants and thought the best thing to do was hide the evidence...by flushing them down the toilet. 
Now...i would never, ever say a word to him about having an accident, so that was not his concern. What he was upset about was it is just not something big boys do. Well alllllrighty, but it is perfectly acceptable for a big boy to flush his bloomers down the commode? The logic of a three year old can, at times, leave me puzzled.
The fact is, the unauthorized flush occurred at 3am so good ol' Mom was up, plunger in hand, cleaning the bathroom floor and trying to fix the crapper when good ol' Mom should have been sleeping. By the time i was done and sleep was again a possibility, the kid was again awake and ready to start his little day. Oh goody.
So...later that morning i haul my ass to the doctors office, sleep deprived and crabby. I was almost there when i happened to glance in my rear view mirror and saw...lights. Red and blue flashing lights. Pretty lights...just for me. I pulled over, hoping against hope that that the pretty lights would zoom on past as soon as i was out of the way, but only in my dreams.  The car with the pretty lights contained a police officer who seemed to have an issue with something i had done. So i sat there and waited for him to inform me of his cause for concern.
This is where Jims ass lands on my shit-list.
It seems that the nice officer (who refused to let me play with his handcuffs even though i asked nicely) noticed that the tag on the license plate was a wee bit expired....as of June 2009 to be exact It is here i need to say i was driving Jims car. Ok...it is my car, but registered in Jims name, so officially his car, and officially his fault. I was looking through all the crap in the glove compartment, trying to fine the registration to prove that it was Jims fault...and of course i did not have it. If i had the registration, i also would have had the license plate tag. The nice officer explained this to me when i started to cuss because i couldn't locate it....and when i asked him what it looked like.
So...i knew i was going to get a ticket, but hey...how much can the fine be? A lot, lemme tell ya. But that was not the end of story, and this is where Jim really screwed up. The nice officer had noticed the expired tag quite a distance back, but rather than pull me over at the time, he followed me until we entered an area where it was safer to pull off of the road. He said he followed me for approximately a mile, during which i managed to go 35 miles over the speed limit. Now there was a ticket for aggressive driving as well.
Poor Jim.
If he had registered my car...i mean, HIS car, in a timely manner, the officer would not have been following me and if he had not been following me he would not have noticed that i was going a wee bit over the limit and of he had not noticed i was going a wee bit over the limit he would not have given me a speeding ticket.
Jim owes me one hell of an apology.
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