Day two of school, and my boyfriend and i deemed it extremely necessary to not attend class, and attend the shopping mall instead. me being the supportive girlfriend, was okay with this.
we trained it since, well i dont actually know why, city transit is a big asshole.
the train found the coldest station halfway through our trip, magically breaks down and goes out of service, kicks us off the train (after i hunted down two open seats for us by pretending to be pregnant), and then drives away as smooth as thomas the train.
so here we are, pregnant and all, waiting for the next train which ofcourse is jam-packed.
along with all the work-skipping, school-skipping, shopaholics was, surprise surprise, mister ticket-giver-to-the-honor-system-cheaters.
ive seen these guys before. they walk around with their butch boots, some fun things hanging from their belt (not a gun, so not really that fun) and a badge that reads "peace officer"
..peace officer? what even is that?
shouldnt you be in Iraq?
"captain-douche-bag" seems more fitting, or "officer-i-had-no-friends-in-highschool-so-im-going-to-ruin-everyones-life-who-is-pretty"
i know these guys very well.
ive gotten every kind of ticket there is to get; red light camera ticket, speeding ticket, parking ticket, undercover parked car asshole ticket, public nudity ticket.
just kidding on the last one.
..although i wouldnt put it past me.
the first time i ever got pulled over i was pissed because my favourite john mayer song was on, and i had to turn the radio off just to hear what officer small shmeckle was trying to say to me.
he was going to let me go with a warning (after speeding 60mph over speed limit), and then he realised i didnt have my drivers liscense on me so he "had to ticket me". i didnt think he would show much sympathy for me if i told him i left it in the clutch i took out last night to the club while i was shit bombed, so i said i left it in my school bag.
along with my bible.
he still didnt buy it and wrote me a fatty ticket for 182 fucking dollars.
i tried to read his signature so i could facebook creep him and say mean things in his honesty box, but i couldn't make out his atrocious handwriting.
anyways, to protect and serve he did.. AND ITS RUINING MY LIFE
xoxo, the damsel
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