I had a bad day at work once, sick of housepainting, sick of the low paying boss, fell off a ladder when I put my foot on a rotten tree stump. Came home on a road that I had ALWAYS been careful on; got pulled over. I told the cop to SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD. Looked right at the kid. He let me go.
Got a ticket in my Fiat 124 once, for non-inspection, I had been dying to drive it after so much restoration. I did not say a word to the cop. Not a word. Coming home that night, I got pulled over again. I freaked out and was flailing my arms all around the red convertible. I said to the cop, " How many ***king tickets are you gonna give me today!!!!" He calmed me down and ended up interested in the car and we chatted for a while.
I was in the GMC on the way to work in the morning when I got cut off in front of a huge car dealership by a yuppie test driving a new mini-van. He ran me off the road and my bumper put a tiny ding in the fender of his new minivan. I was dressed in rags for housepainting, he was in a suit. A yardman that saw it all refused to get involved. The yuppie called the cops. They pulled into the lot, immediately took the side of the well dressed guy. I told the cop the guy just ran me off the road.
The cop got mean and said, "Watch your attitude!" I got right up in his face and said, "I'm not the one with the attitude, you're the one with the attitude!!"
No tickets were issued.
I was going down RT22, was supposed to see Roger Waters do Dark Side of the Moon at MSG that night. Got railroaded at a roadblock "Mobile NJ State Inspection".
I had a cracked windshield and an overdue inspection. I mouthed off the the cops and they were all urban tough guys. They impounded my Jimmy! Cost me over a couple hundred bucks that day! Missed the concert.
I better repeat the title of Freddy's post over and over tonight until it sinks in.....