September 7th, 2008why I love vermont, part 1
On our way home from VT, I got pulled over. Yippee for me, sigh. I was doing 82 in a 65… erm… but it was the middle of nowhere VT!
Fortunately the guy was incredibly nice and only gave me a ticket for my expired registration. Yeah. I’m gifted. Not only did I have expired registration (it was from April and I MEANT to renew, but we had moved so that “required” me coming in to renew—as opposed to online—and the last time was such a nightmare, so I didn’t… oops), I also couldn’t find my insurance card. Oh, and my license and my registration didn’t have my current address, so we gave him Chop’s ID, which does.
I know, I know, it’s amazing I wasn’t hauled away in handcuffs.
The guy was incredibly nice and only gave me a ticket for my expired registration (I love VT, hi)—which saved me a bundle of money for the speeding (ticket price + rise in insurance = bad). I proceeded to set cruise control for the rest of the drive.
As an aside, this is my 701 post. I can’t believe I’ve had that much to say since June of 2005. Granted, I’ve moved three times, been seriously ill, quit one job, started another and met the love of my life… it’s been a busy three years.
silly girl. i love how you manage to “forget” to do so many things that are generally unpleasant and/or cost money…
Comment by wendykat — September 11, 2008 @ 5:00 pm
ROTFL.. I swear, it was an accident!
Had they just let me do it online, where I could change my address there, this would be totally done. :p
Comment by the insider — September 11, 2008 @ 5:08 pm