Fourteen hours today in my boots, I just came in and hung the duty belt on it's hook in the washroom. Made a couple of fried egg sammiches on toast. Poured a stiff drink. Long hours today; not bad ones, but long ones. In just a few minutes, I'm going to lay my sorry butt down. I spent the last couple of hours exploring the mysteries of the vehicle code. There has been some changes since I worked the road, and I've got to get them in my head. But, reading the vehicle code is like reading Sanskrit. The legislators in this state need to re-write the whole thing.
We'll do it all over again in ten hours, and see if we can't do it better tomorrow.
Gee Whiz, Paw Paw
ReplyDeleteYou actually READ the vehicle code?
The local LEO's around here seem just to make it up out of whole cloth. I have gotten some weird tickets and have always had them dismissed in night court 'cause the officer who made the offense up can't be bothered to show up. I wonder if I can be reimbursed for travel and my time to fight these imaginary offenses in court?
The next time I'm hiring a Mouthpiece to find out.