Sometimes, there is justice....
Mar. 26th, 2011 09:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dalesqlDriving home from work on friday. Getting close to home and I see a state police cruiser on the side road waiting to turn onto the main road. There is a gap in front of me, so the cruiser pulls out in front of me. Absently, I notice that the number painted on the side of the cruiser is pretty low, so I guess that it is the troop captain or lieutenant heading home for the day.
Continuing to drive home, paying scrupulous attention to the speed limit, because, well, I am following behind a state police cruiser, and it's way too nice a day for a traffic ticket. Coming up is one of the busy intersections on the road home. There is a day care center on the left side of the road, and on the right is a local public school and an evangelical christian church run school/day care. The evangelicals there have been noted by me in the past to be really rude and pushy in their driving habits entering and leaving the school driveway. So I've learned to exercise a bit more caution at this intersection.
Then I see the big suburban assault vehicle poised in the driveway of the evangelical school. The driver is so focused on getting onto the main road and on his self-important way that he doesn't realize that the car he just zoomed out in front of and cut off was a fully marked state police cruiser, with the light bar and blue and white paint job and everything. On come the cruiser's lights and he pulls the yuppie's tank over. I slow down and wait, as the road is narrow here, and the oncoming traffic is busy. Yup, the trooper getting out has silver bars on his collar. This self-absorbed bozo just got himself a moving violation from a captain of the state police.
I have to admit I was feeling a bit of schadenfreude when I was waved past by the trooper captain. I might have even been smiling a bit. Sometimes, there is justice in this world.
Continuing to drive home, paying scrupulous attention to the speed limit, because, well, I am following behind a state police cruiser, and it's way too nice a day for a traffic ticket. Coming up is one of the busy intersections on the road home. There is a day care center on the left side of the road, and on the right is a local public school and an evangelical christian church run school/day care. The evangelicals there have been noted by me in the past to be really rude and pushy in their driving habits entering and leaving the school driveway. So I've learned to exercise a bit more caution at this intersection.
Then I see the big suburban assault vehicle poised in the driveway of the evangelical school. The driver is so focused on getting onto the main road and on his self-important way that he doesn't realize that the car he just zoomed out in front of and cut off was a fully marked state police cruiser, with the light bar and blue and white paint job and everything. On come the cruiser's lights and he pulls the yuppie's tank over. I slow down and wait, as the road is narrow here, and the oncoming traffic is busy. Yup, the trooper getting out has silver bars on his collar. This self-absorbed bozo just got himself a moving violation from a captain of the state police.
I have to admit I was feeling a bit of schadenfreude when I was waved past by the trooper captain. I might have even been smiling a bit. Sometimes, there is justice in this world.
