Well, I was on the way home the other day, driving south along 495 at the mixing bowl when I got pulled over by one of Virginia's finest for...drum roll please...changing lanes not once, not twice, not three time, but four whole times WITHOUT SIGNALING. Oh the horror! I can't believe they didn't throw me in the hoosgow and throw away the keys.
Jeez. Anyway, it will cost me almost a $100 to clear the books. Crap! I hate it when that happens! But I got to thinking about it and in the end the joke is on the jerk who so politely gave me a ticket for changing lanes not once, not twice,...oh sorry I'm still a little P.O.ed - can you tell?
So the joke is on the state trooper. You see, I will pay that ticket with my next unemployment check. And the trooper's taxes go to support that little helping hand - so in a way, the good trooper is literally paying for the ticket he issued. Ain't life grand?!
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