While I know it could've been worse... here goes.

Running late leaving this morning because I couldn't get up (these 70+ hour weeks are catching up to me and offering their fair shake at my mood and sleep). So, I'm running 75ish (65mph zone) to get where I needed to go (Pike County Kentucky). Make it all the way into Pike County and get snagged by a City Policeman for 75 in a 55 (I simply wasn't paying attention... totally my fault). His first words out of his mouth when he gets to my window is "Where's the fire?"... Mind you, I saw him coming after me and pulled over and was stopped before he even caught back up -- there wasn't anywhere to hide). He writes me up for the speeding violation AND a no proof of insurance violation (I'm in a rental). I realize after pulling off that I have proof of insurance in the form of a sticker on the front glass (Self-Insured sticker) so, I turn around and roll back towards town hoping to cross paths with this cop again so that I can, hopefully, get him to check out the sticker and drop that from my citation. Luck played out... I found him and he removed it (which, in turn, removed me from having to go to court). He thanked me for finding him and further thanked me for being a nice guy.

So, here I sit with a 20 MPH over ticket... but, it gets better.

I go down to the courthouse in an effort to go ahead and remedy the situation as I'm 4 hours away from home and would rather deal with this on a face to face basis. I'm told that I need to speak with a judge (there's only one there -- the other was on vacation). So I wait about an hour with no luck getting to see this guy. Knowing I have to get the work that I came down there to do done, I bolt with the notion that I'll come back through there on the way home...

I drove around for about an hour hunting for where I needed to be (this isn't an 'average' area to really search and find what you're looking for). After some help from some locals, I find it. As I'm shutting the door getting out of the truck it hit me that I had locked the doors and my keys were still inside....

Now I'm in the middle of no where, know only one or two people (04 Red Lariat from this forum was one of them who came out to make sure I got out of there okay). No cell coverage for miles.

I hoof it about a half mile down the road to the nearest house and ask to use the phone. Thankfully they were very nice folks and allowed me to and even directed the locksmith in to my location (which was an abandoned lot). The guy finally got there about 2 hours later and popped the lock in about 10 seconds. (I swear I tried for about an hour and finally gave up before I got mad enough to throw a rock through the glass to get in -- which, might I add, was VERY close). I gave the guy $40 for his efforts and 04 Red and I ran and got dinner. It's now 530 pm... I had planned on pulling into the house around this time...

So, there's my day... about $200 less in my pocket (once the ticket is paid) and I'm sure I'm going to have my day in traffic school to avoid the points on my license (and the associated insurance hike).

It's been a VERY long day.... I'm going to bed.

-RP-

 

damn that sucks, slow down! gosh kids these days i swear! anyway oh well live an learn...

 

Yeah... I know... there really isn't an excuse for that. I simply wasn't paying attention (but, in my defense, a car passed me like I was going 20 mph right before he pulled me over... my luck).

 

yup i know how it feels, oh wait i dont, lol last time i got pulled over i was doin 90-95 lol...an i didnt get a ticket shhh

 

Damn man. It couldn't have happened to a nicer person. J/k. Shiat happens man. That all I have to say. Who knows, maybe my bad day is just around the corner? Don't waste your time worrying about it. Drink a few cold ones, and chalk it up to just another beautiful day in the neighborhood.

 

I thought I might have earned a brownie point or three from the cop by pulling over and waiting on him to show up at my rear bumper... no such luck. I certainly don't condone running from the police but, I've played the scenario out in my mind and I wonder if I could've pulled into a parking lot and 'blended in'.

I'll take my punishment like a man but, it still sucks...

Oh yeah... I'm a huge dog lover (my mutt is like a daughter to me). I watched a dog that looked almost like the one that I have here at the house get run over by an Explorer Sport on the drive home too... it caught underneath the Explorer and the guy had to 'fish' it out. That shook me too...

Just a REALLY lousy day.

 

Look at it this way: The lousy days make the good ones all that much better.

Someday, if I keep telling myself that, I'll believe it...(says the guy who worked 10 hours in 100 degree temps today and got paid for about 4 of them...)

 

Sleep. You need sleep. All stress and no sleep makes life suck bad. You need to sleep.

Of course, a vacation might be on order too, but sleep will make things alot better. Turn the AC down to about 62, block out all light, turn off the alarm clock, and just sleep.

At the very least, you'll deal with the stress better if you're not so tired.

 

stress will only lead to a stroke

my boss had one at 46


he's ok now but...just take it easy...yeah right coming from me
i'm the most stressed out person i know ...zap!

 

I almost hit a total of 3 deer today...2 fawns and the mother but my big old hog stopped on a dime on a gravel road. That could have been ugly. Ive had a lousy week RockPick as well. I was going to vent on here but i figured nobody would care. Heres a bruskie(beers)...ive had 3 or 4 every night that past week. Helps me sleep better at night. haha.

The other day leaving a nearby town i hammered on it in a 25 and i was up to about 65 when the speed got up to 35 and i met a cop. He hit his brakes hard and i hit mine waiting for him to bust me big time but he kept going. I was sh*ttin bricks.

 

Venting is good. Some people do it with words. Some people sleep. Some play golf, or tennis, or jog. Some do yard work. I like to shoot holes in stuff. We need to do a big venting thread...hell, I'll probably fill like three quarters of it venting in the name of one week.

 

I don't hardly ever vent. I just hold it inside. I might huff n' puff and moan about something. But that's basically it. It's not that bad once you get used to it. Must be the prozac. But I have been known to snap and get "REAL CRAZY!"

 

Go Jamzwayne on their *****!

 

I'm not gonna complain about anything today....the dog just topped it off.

Rough day...we all have them...just be glad its a memory.

 

Been there, done that. That seems to make the ticket even worse. I got pulled over in Buffalo, TX for going 42 in a 35. Thing is, there was a car in front of me that was obviously going way faster then me, because I was getting further and further behind. I saw the officer sitting in his car when we (myself and the car in front of me) past him. The guy in the car ahead of me was about 50 yards ahead. I saw the cop wave at him, and he pulled out with his lights on. My wife said, "looks like he got that guy".

Nope, the sum bish pulled ME over. What gives?

And the puppy deal.....I would have had to call it a day and go home to take some pills. I hate to see an animal get hurt/killed.