Today started off like pretty much any other day. Daddy Dearest and Turkey Butt are in Amarillo and will be home tomorrow (YEAH!). I woke up, got Sweet Pea and myself ready. Left the house at 7:30 because, as usual, I needed gas in my van... Got gas, headed to the sitter, dropped SP off and was on my merry way. I came over a hill and I was busted....Yep, 52 in a 40. AND, to top it off, I didn't have my insurance.....grrrrrrrrrr. However, Office Williams was very polite, "Just doing my job", he reminded me....I know, I know....so what did I say as he handed me the ticket????
"Thank You"
Why do I always do that? Last time I got a ticket, my sister was with me and the same thing happened. I didn't mean to do it, it just happened subconciously. The whole time he was in his car, I was repeating to myself: "Do not say thank you, do not say thank you"
You can see how well that worked out for me.....
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Got to hate it! I have been there more than once. I am still mad about my rolled stop sign. I sure the hell didn't say thank you. But you are so much more nicer than I am.
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