Note to Self…

The employees at Home Depot at closing are almost as bad as the ones at Sears Hardware the rest of the time.

Traffic Court

About a week ago, I got busted for speeding down Henry Street, a small off-street in Delaware, on the way to work. I got busted cleanly, fair and square, but the officer cut me a break and said I could either get a ticket for speeding or for not wearing a seat belt (yeah, I like to live dangerously). I took the seat belt citation and thanked him.

Because of our tight money situation, I wasn’t able to pay off the ticket until today, the day of my court appearance. When I got to the courthouse, there was a line of people waiting to get in and argue their cases with the judge. Evidently there were lots of people who disagreed with why they got tickets. I wanted to stick around and watch the goings on, but I got the impression that they were closed to the public, that just the officer and the defendant were before the judge. Oh, well. It was still an interesting experience.

And it’s probably a good thing that I paid up front and left. The guard told me on the way out that last week the last person left after 1PM. If I had waited for my court appearance, I would have almost certainly been late to work.

Note to Self:

It is impossible to remain irritable when listening to Tony Bennett.