Here is an amusing (for you), yet unfortunate (for me) story. Yesterday I went out running with Rhino, got scared by a bird – albeit a large eagle – and then stepped in dog poop. That in itself is enough to ruin your day; never mind what was yet to come.
As I was driving back to the gym after my run, I got pulled over by the police. I was on a pretty quiet side street and couldn’t quite figure out why I had been pulled over. I wasn’t speeding, I wasn’t on my cell phone and I didn’t think it was illegal to have my dog on the passenger seat – so I really had no idea why I was sitting there waiting for the policeman to come talk to me.
As he approached, he told me he was pulling me over because of my muffler. NEVER would I have thought that I could be pulled over because of my muffler. Now, let me tell you that my car has given me some good service. It is a Pontiac Firefly that only has 118000 KM on it, and only cost me $1200 4.5 years ago. It’s muffler is disconnected, someone broke my side mirror halfway off and there are a few other things (like new tires) that are needed.
Anyway, I have digressed. He told me that he was pulling me over because of my muffler and that he needed my license and registration. While I was getting both of those out for him, he noticed the mirror that is hanging off my car, and asked me about that also. I told him that I had just taken my car in to figure out why it was loud (which wasn’t a lie) and that someone had broken my mirror off one night when they were leaving a club. He mumbled something and headed back to his car with my information.
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