Speed Limit: 45
Environment: Two lane paved back road… no traffic. Fantastic weather.
“Good Evening sir. Can I see your license and registration please”
“Yes sir. I have a concealed carry permit and a weapon in the vehicle… I’ll have to go into the glove box to get the registration.”
“You have a gun? In the vehicle?”
“Yes sir. Beside the drivers seat.”
“Ok. Get your documentation and don’t go near the gun.”
I do as the nice man in blue asks and smile hugely at him as I hand him the documents".
“Sir, the reason that I pulled you over is that you were going a little fast.”
“Yes sir” I reply.
“Do you know how fast you were going?”
“Yes sir. I looked when I saw you.”
He looks a little surprised and says, “I clocked you doing 63 in a 45.”
I nod and agree, “I thought it looked more like 64 but 63 is close enough”
The young officer looks a little more surprised and asks, “Uh.. any particular reason that you were speeding sir?”
I grin and say, “It’s sort of a long story.”
This puts him on more familiar ground and he frowns a bit as he says, “I’ve got time.”
I nod and explain, “Well, I spent all morning in the woods on my deer lease hanging out with a good buddy of mine. When we got back I went by another friends house and all of my nieces and nephews gave me big hugs. Then I helped him get ready for a crawfish boil tomorrow. We’re boiling about 100 pounds of crawfish. After that, I was driving home. I had all four windows down and the radio turned up way too loud. Basically, I’m just having an awesome day so far.”
He kind of half chuckles and says, “Crawfish?”
“Yes sir. We FedExed them from Louisiana. They’re in my buddy’s garage in about six kiddie pools… we’re cooking them tomorrow after church. You should come!”
He smiles and sort of shakes his head and asks me, “Ok, so you’re having a good day. Why were you speeding?”
I look surprised and respond, “Oh! Well, I’m having an _awesome_ day” I correct him, “and I’m on the way home to…”. I pause.
He raises his eyebrow at me so I finish “… to kiss my wife!”
He laughed loudly as he handed me my documents back and said, “Just slow down and have a great day.”
“Yes sir! You too!”
As I pulled away, I watched in my rearview mirror as he walked back to his car shaking his head.
God Bless America!
… and yeah, I got my kiss.
I love my life.
5 thoughts on “Honesty…”
It’s true what they say, whoever “they” are, once you’re familiar with a person’s voice, tone, and language they use, when you read something written by them, you hear their voice in your head. I could SO hear you tell your story to the police officer.
Thank you. 🙂
I love your life, too. Thanks for sharing so much of it.
Thanks CJ, I’m glad you enjoyed the story. 🙂
… and I’m glad my ‘awesome life’ & yours have intersected!