to the asshole cop who pulled me over and issued a ginormous ticket by the airport the other day: fuck. you.
when you approached my window and asked for my license and registration, I clearly told you I had sold the car, and was actually signing it over the NEXT DAY. that I was moving and wouldn't even be in the goddamn country as of the next week. but did you have the good grace to say hmm maybe this is NOT the person to ticket? NO! so a big ticket later...
I know. I did something wrong. I apologized, I'll never do it again, I swear. but why couldn't you have cut me even a tiiinnnyy break? maybe if I'd flashed my boobs or cried you would have just given me a warning huh?
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