WHY? I asked.
him: "Your inspection sticker is expired."
me: "Isn't it good until the end of the month?"
him: "Oh, yeah I guess you are right, can I have your license?"
So he runs my license, asks my name, address, where I am going, where I am coming from, then writes a bunch of shit in his notebook, gives me back my license and tells me to use my blinker next time I am turning left at that light. Lots of accidents and all that. And let me go.
Minor inconvenience but it made me late!
I didn't have my seat belt on either, so I guess I could have a received a ticket. Cops make me nervous. Crazy.



















