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TITLE: Pull Over! ... No - it's a Cardigan. | Previous Challenge Entry
By Susan Johnstone
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“Pull over!” I could see the officer mouthing. As I slowed down and pulled to the edge of the road, I thought of responding with the classic line from the movie ‘Dumb and Dumber’: “No – it’s a cardigan… but thanks for noticing.”
This was probably not an appropriate moment, so I held my tongue.
The police officer walked to the car window while I did my best to look innocent.
“Is there any reason why you were travelling 12 kilometres per hour over the speed limit?”
“Huh!” I snorted derisively. I waved my hand around the inside of the plush interior. “Isn’t it obvious?”
The police officer looked me over, checking for signs of mental instability. “So you justify your flagrant disregard of the law on the fact that you have a hot car which you wish to hoon around in?”
I nodded, also checking him out for signs of stupidity. “Okay,” I admitted. “I didn’t really intend to go over the speed limit – I was just keeping up with all the other traffic.” I gestured to the vehicles swarming past. “You know how when you drive carefully, everyone behind you gets impatient, and they beep their horns….” The officer stared at me without expression, his hands on his hips.
“Well, I guess they don’t do that to you when you’re in a police car,” I conceded. “But, everyone else is speeding! Compared to some of those rev-heads, I was driving quite sedately!”
“This isn’t about them. It’s about you. You were clocked on the radar doing 112 kilometres per hour in a marked 100 zone. And you have no pressing emergency which could mitigate your case?”
I thought hard. Apart from a full bladder and a need to relieve it, I couldn’t really say I had an emergency situation. All bravado aside, I was really sorry that I had gone over the speed limit – it wasn’t like me to do that. How could I make the man understand?
Rummaging through my bag, I withdrew my purse and opened it up to a laminated membership card. I displayed it through the window. “Look, I’m a member of the Good Driver Club. It says I drive safely and courteously at all times!”
It was the police officer’s turn to snort. “The Good Driver Club won’t save you if you’ve broken the law.” He flipped his notebook out of his chest pocket and jotted something down. “You do realize this infringement will cost you 4 demerit points and a sizeable fine.”
“But, but…!” I blubbered. “Would it make a difference if I said my Daddy is the Police Commissioner, and he will take care of any penalty incurred?”
The police officer raised his eyebrows in surprise. He leaned forward and reached for my purse again. Wordlessly, he studied my licence, including my name and address.
“Well, well! I’m sorry, Miss. It seems you are free to go. There will be no fines today… or even a record of this incident.” He passed me the purse.
I smiled in relief. “Thank you so much!”
“Don’t thank me - thank your Dad.”
With that, he waved me off, and I drove away a free woman.
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“Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death.” Romans 8:1, 2 (NIV)
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(I wish this was a true story, but only the Bible verse is true.)
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It read well, and was easy to follow. Good job.