Sometimes, I think that cop should’ve given me a ticket
Like, on Christmas Eve one year: I’m driving down the street and coming up on a traffic light. I see the light is turning yellow. And then it turns red, and I just keep driving–right under the light.
I looked over to my right, and there was a cop sitting right there. I looked at him, and he looked at me. I kept on driving. The cop pulled me over. He asked for my license and registration, and said, “You looked right at me.”
I said, “I did.” Then he went away, and came back and handed me my license and registration.
He said, “Merry Christmas,” and left.
