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Well, that was interesting.
I was in court with all the other rabble-rousers who happened to be assigned to see the judge that day. Including about a dozen teenagers busted for underage drinking. Most pleaded no contest and were immediately assessed $250 fines. You could tell their parents were not pleased. One dude had 4 violations against him for the same day. Rot roh. Must have been one hell of a party!
Then there was the guy who slithered up to the podium with his pants hanging off his ass. I so wanted to tell him to have some respect for the court and pull his britches up, but I thought better of it, what with being in court and all. No need to do some time in a small town jail.
I had to meet with the DA after the initial take-in. The officer wasn’t there but representing him was – drumroll please – the freaking Chief of Police. So much for the “you’ll get off if the cop doesn’t show” theory.
I pled my case and they gave me two options they offer people with their first offense. Option 1: I can have the points reduced by 1 down to 3 and pay the original $175 fine by pleading guilty to driving 9 over the limit. The points drop off after a year, but the violation stays on my record for 5 years.
Or, Option 2: They will move it from a moving violation to an ordinance violation of “Disorderly conduct while in a motor vehicle” with zero points and an increase in the fine by $50. They explained that although it sounds ominous, it’s how their city cites folks for doing things like revving their car engine, popping wheelies on motorcycles or driving with dogs on their laps.
AJ isn’t too keen on me taking that rap because then for five years, I’d have to answer “Yes” to the question asking if I’ve ever been convicted of a crime or offense other than a moving violation, and to have “disorderly” in the wording probably wouldn’t be the best thing. As I’m in a serious job hunt, I’ll have to think that option through after I speak with my insurance agent on the points deal, but at the end of the day, I’ll probably pass on that choice. I have until tomorrow morning to decide what I want to do.
The DA and the Chief were totally cool dudes, though, allowing me to call AJ while I was with them, and when he didn’t answer (he was in the shower getting ready for work ) they let me off until I could speak with him. I thanked them for their courtesy and took off for work. While obeying EVERY speed limit along the way, I bought a Powerball ticket and a Subway sandwich and high-tailed it out of there.
[This message edited by ajsmom at 3:37 PM, July 11th (Thursday)]
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Me: BW - Him: 200+ # tumor removed 7/09
DS - 33 - Yikes!