you know those stickers on your windshield that say all that crap about vehicle inspections and stuff? usually with the numbers?
Have you ever wondered what happens when you don't get those inspected? Well:
First, since today was a BRIGHT AND SUNNY morning and you felt SO GOOD about yourself, which is a rare occasion, because mostly today you hate your life and yourself because, well, we wont go into that. Anyways, you feel SO GOOD that you decide "hey, I'm gonna drive HAPPY!" so you drive happy! drive-to the classes you're taking 50 miles from your house cause the local community college is rampant with fail and classes you want to take but aren't offered. you drive: THE SPEED LIMIT!
55 Miles an hour? WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?? WHEN DID YOU WILLINGLY DRIVE 55?
so you're happy...blasting down Route 1 with Type O Negetive and feeling good in your Subaru with ti's airplane-derived 4 cylinder engine that has more horsepower than your friend's V6 mustang...until you spot that PATROL CAR.
You slow down as you pass through an intersection near a gas station. And that is your mistake. Maybe you felt so good you felt like slowing down in case a bus loaded with smiling happy children and puppies and kittens was almost about to pull out in front of you and you wanted to stop because the thought of any of that getting hurt. Or maybe you did because you saw the PATROL CAR about to pull out. There wasn't a bus, so that leaves only one logical option. Either way, you slowed down and make your mistake.
The sheriff glances at you. He just glances, but then pulls out as soon as you go past.
Now, you mentally run down why the cop would pull you over. You're not holding a joint, or speeding, or holding any thing out a window that shouldn't be there, so it's OKAY that he's following you, right? No need to start thinking about how to hide the...OH SNAP THERE GO THE LIGHTS!
You pull over, mentall accepting that you have beenh busted for something you don't know about. You briefly consider it had something to do with that one incident that took place earlier in the summer, but you remember that of the three people present you are the only one that is still ali--oh he wont know about that! there weren't any security cameras in those woods--the thought leaves.
After some sweating, and a few shaky hands, it turns out that you failed to get the car inspected in August, and owe a 30 dollar fine, a 51 dollar processing fee, and 13 in local fees.
Now, if you change the "you's" to "I's", this was basically my morning.
Now, I will say that I should've gotten my car inspected, but that would imply that owning a car is some sort of responsibility or something, and it would also imply that I had some sort of responsibility to check these things, but LOL who has responsibilities anyways...
if the sarcasm doesn't fly off this page and start burrowing into your eyeballs, there is no hope for you...
..but it's not my fault that Hanover County sucks so much that everyone who goes anywhere only goes there TO DRIVE THROUGH IT. Hey, at least us in Fredericksburg got something people want to see. And these Sheriffs? It's like it's THEIR JOBS TO ENFORCE THE LAWS or something....
geez, what is wrong with this place?
But who even cares. I'm still very tempted to pay with 94 dollars in pennies.
