Last night Me and Bubba came home after job 2 and changed, and I went back to Bubba's, she made us yummy dinner! Chicken,
baked potato, and corn on the cob. We didn't get to the bar until 11:30. We met work guy for Karaoke, was so fun!
Before I get into how the evening went, her's how it ended up. It's about a 45 trip for me to get home. I drove the back
roads,and had my brights on. Im at a stop sign, turning left, maybe 4 blocks from my house. There's a cop at the stop sign
across from me, turning right. He didn't turn, So I went left. I am at the light, and the cop decided to turn behind me and
abort his original plan of going the opposite way. I notice my brights are on. Fuck. It's 3am. I turn them off. I get to my
street, and they turn the lights on.
I turned on my road, and I'm about 200 feet from my apartment driveway. He asked me the usual, "do you know why I pulled
you over.?" I said yes, I had my brights on. He claimed he wanted to be sure I was ok. He then asked where I came from, I
told him, so he asked if I had anything to drink? "yes, I had 3 beers."
I offered him my change of address form from the BMV, since I'd just moved. He didn't want that. He ran my info and came
back and asked me to get out of the car to take a few tests. Tests? I didn't study! He asked if i recently moved. Yes. I
thought that was why I offered him my change of address card, but, whatever.
"Have you done this before?" he asked as I got out of the car. "No", I said.
(I wanted to say I had seen it on an episode of cops, but kept my smart mouth shut!)
He must've been new, cus another cop was there to tell him how to test me. They did the pen light test. I was shaking. I
followed it forever, it wasn't like on TV (you know, my alternate universe) I thought to myself, this is taking too long,
they think I'm drunk! He did it over, and over and over! Alright already!
When it was finally over, the other cop said "good". The encouragement boosted my confidence. Then he made me stand on one
foot, stare at my raised foot, and count one one thousand....until he said stop. I did it, all the way to 30! That is a
long time! When you are afraid to skip numbers! one thousand 25....one thousand 26....its a lot to remember! When I
finished, the other cop said ok now, do it to 900. (cop humor)
He said "I'm sorry about all this, it's not often we pull someone over we think is drunk and their not, this never happens"
I said "ohhhh, thats ok!"
(its ok to lie to a cop only in this context)
Then, they made me walk toe, to heel, 9 times,not 8, or 10.Then tiny steps in a circle, and again the other way! I mastered
this one! (call me a band fag, but all those long hot days in band camp paid off!!)
The other Cop said "we had you do the tests because there was a strong odor in your car, can we look inside for beer
bottles?" I said "sure, go right ahead" Apparently they felt stupid for harassing me, and now wanted to bust me for open
container. The first cop said "yea we're sorry, maybe someone spilled something on you" Or maybe your an asshole.
When I was done, he said he was sorry again, you can go, no ticket. We'll make sure you get home safe. I said thank you. I
could've walked home in 60 seconds.
Then in an effort to befriend me, he asked me what my liscense plate meant. I said it was my dad's navy ship name, and He
had it before he died. They thought it was neat. They said be careful and we're sorry again, I said thats OK. I didn't feel
like it was OK. I was innocent.
So, they actually followed me home, and watched me get out of my car and go inside. I called momma at 3am, to tell her, but
she wouldnt let me finish, she kept saying, "did you get a DUI? Did the cop ask you out?" Did he ask me out?
Yea, mom....I called you at 3am cus a cop randomly stopped me in the middle of the night, cus Im so hot, he had to have me
right then and there.
And.....the less interesting beginning of the night...
I met Bubba's current interest. He seemed nervous. When we get together, I know we can be a little crazy, and loud, and
maybe we scared him! lol! Sometimes we scare ourselves. We are like peas and carrots, so maybe he felt like the summer
squash or something? Will need to meet again, on better turf.
Work guy was a lot of fun. We had a lot of laughs. He did karaoke, and he was good. He's really personable, which is nice,
because I am too, but I usually have to warm up to people, so he makes that a lot easier. He asked if we could go out
sometime, and I'm not ready for a relationship, (I only stopped talking about those we dont speak of what, 2 days ago???)
so I said sure we go out all the time. He said not as a group, you. I said Sure, I go out all the time! I mean, I was
having fun, but I dont want to get into something right now. I have to concentrate on work! And do a little thing like get
over the last guy you dated. Its the thing to do! He told Bubba he was attracted to me. I gave him my email address. I
tried to talk to him about his girlfriend, and act optomistic. Hes sorta in the same situation I was in, it has to be done,
the break up.....but its scarey to be the one to leave.
This, I know! Been there! I said its not bad after a while, and if you have friends to go out with, its fun! At least, we
So, hes not ready for something either! I am trying not to let my hormones get the best of me, 6 months is a long time. And
we broke up in MARCH! (ok?) I am not ready for a relationship. period. end of discussion. I got an email from him this
morning, so I responded.
So, in closing. I would like to thank Mr. Mitzel, my band teacher. Who made us run our drills, over, and over again until
we all got blisters and calluses. He taught me to walk steady, without faltering, and holding that big plume up in strong
winds as well. All while playing music. We band folks, got it goin on ok? I'd also like to thank Anheuser Busch, maker of
Budweiser Select, which has only 4.1% alchohol. And, my guardian angel who has been working overtime on me these past few
I am so getting trashed tonight since I wont be drinking for a while in public! (we have a Limo, its all good)