On the way into work today, I got pulled over by a highway patrolman today. As he approached my car, I turned off my iPod and stereo. I took off my sunglasses and put both hands on the steering wheel. I figured he would nail me for not having a front license plate because I certainly wasn’t speeding.
Cop: What’s going on?
Me: Just on my way to work.
Cop: You crossed the white lines back there at the light. That’s one lane back there and you drove over the white line onto the shoulder.
Me: I didn’t realize that. I thought there was enough room for me to pass. I’m sorry.
Cop: Can I see your license and proof of registration?
He looks at my license,takes out this tiny pad of paper and writes something down.
Cop: Where are you going?
Me: I’m going to work.
Cop: Where do you work?
Me: Near the Microsoft campus in Redmond
I didn’t want him to assume I’m one of those cocky Microsoft millionaires who doesn’t blink at $150 tickets.
Cop: What building?
Me: Building 126 off 151st street.
Why is he asking me this? Is he going to swing by my office for a tour? Then he proceeds to tell me that I shouldn’t be taking the back roads to work. After a brief lecture he hands back my license and insurance card and tells me to be on my way.
I was happy he didn’t give me a ticket. I’ve been pulled over 5 times in my life and never once been given a ticket. This is the first time I had no idea why I was being pulled over.