I mean, what kind of cop drives a pick-up truck? Only in Georgia I guess...

So, yesterday was kind of interesting. I was trying to maneuver my way into traffic going home from work in downtown Atlanta on to Marietta St. and I pushed out into the intersection and my timing was all off, and the light turned, and a cop saw me and pulled me over. I didn't even notice there was a cop there, because he was driving a freaking truck.

I mean, what kind of cop drives a pick-up truck? Only in Georgia I guess. So I mean, I know I was in the wrong, but I felt so defeated anyway, because two other people were blocking the intersection as well, and he decided to make an example of me. I mean, not that it makes it right, but I reserve the right to bitch about it. Freedom of speech is a beautiful thing.

I haven't gotten a ticket in 10 years for anything, but I guess my number was up. It was really kind of humiliating. Let me describe the scene. So we’re talking about downtown Atlanta traffic, on this little 2 lane street (2 lanes going one way and 2 going the other) that is completely backed up with busses and cars and SUV's and shit and there are a ton of traffic lights, and it generally is a cluster at 5:30pm. Of course, part of my problem was that I was leaving work early, because I was trying to get somewhere and I had to drop my friend off at her car. So I creep out, I pray the light that is red that is forcing me to be in the intersection will turn green, but it doesn't and so I can't move, then my light turns red, and so I am stuck, and at this point I am praying that nobody hits me that is coming from the other lane.

My friend Laura starts singing Jesus Loves Me out the window, which really annoys the hell out of me. Finally (it seems like forever, but it’s really only thirty seconds), I can move, and here comes Mr. Pick Up Truck Cop, and he blows his siren at me and turns his lights on behind me, but I can't move over, because I am in the inner lane, and I am sure the cop sees this but he keeps blowing his siren anyway, so finally I can get over and I am trying to pull over but there are about a zillion people waiting for a bus right there and I am trying to move up a little and the cop decides he needs to make a spectacle of me so he gets on his speaker and says,

"Pull in front of the bus stop!"

So now I have about a million people gawking at me and the cop comes sauntering up and I give him my license and registration, and he chastises me and I try to sweet talk him, but he was having none of it. So anyways, he writes me a ticket and my friend Laura starts whining, and the cop gets really pissed and he's like,

"Is she serious?"

And I am like "No, no, she's just kidding."

And the militant cop is like "She better be"

And anyway he writes me the ticket, looks at me sideways and I go on with my commute, and he immediately pulls an illegal U turn and goes on his way. I'm telling you what, the wheels of justice just keep spinning and spinning. That is all.