Whose problem is it really?
I stopped a car last night, partly out of boredom, but mostly because this lady decided to ignore a stop sign right in front of me.
Before I could say a thing after my approach, she says "What's your problem?" You have to read that with the emphasis on "your."
My problem? I don't have a problem. You're the one who now has to either pay a fine or take time out of your day to appear in court. Seems to me, you've got the problem; and all because you felt like writing checks with you big mouth.
Me? I'm all smiles.
Labels: stupidity, traffic stop
posted by Moe at 16:46
5 Comments:
Moe:
Just chalk it up to yet another "satisfied customer"...!
ROFL!
You just have to wonder what the hell is wrong with people sometimes.
What's MY problem? Only that you just ran a single stop sign, and not a whole slew of them. MY problem is that I only get to write you one citation. YOUR problem is how to justify the time away from work to see MY smiling face in court.
Jerks.
Another mouthy moron. Must be the season for them.
It always amazes me how people think their bad will ever help Them.
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