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Friday, September 10, 2004 Of Cops and Men Last night I was driving Strobe home from my place when we saw a police car at one side of the four-way stop on S. University and Church. It was dark, and not wanting to be pulled over, I waited for the police car to go through first. The cop didn't move but rather flashed a floodlight through the intersection, stopping on my car for a moment. At that point it'd been a minute so I moved through the blinking red... and was promptly pulled over. I was confused because I didn't think I'd violated any traffic laws, and Strobe kept saying there was no way I could get a ticket. When the officer came to my window, he asked me if I realized that my headlights weren't on (I hadn't) and that my license plate was not in the appropriate place (it's in the window instead of its holder because 1. there's only one screw in the holder and 2. the remaining screw is rusted in and requires power tools to remove). After checking my info, he took my license and went back to his car, at which point I was pretty sure he wouldn't ticket me (though one can never be sure about these things). When he came back, he said, "I'm not going to ticket you tonight because you're the Empress of China." I burst out laughing, since the only way he would have come up with that is by reading my profile on the U-M Online Directory. Which means that cops have internet access in their cars (who knew?). That's the sixth time I've been pulled over, and my record is still squeaky clean. And no, I've never cried or looked pathetic. God's been merciful. ^ Top | 3:42 PM | | | 
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