How To Get Out Of A Speeding Ticket
How do you get out of a speeding ticket?
It’s a question that we always wonder at that moment that an officer pulls us over and tells us we were going 58 in a 45.
You can tell the officer that you didn’t know what the speed limit was, or that you weren’t paying attention to the speedometer, or you can explain that you were in a hurry because your wife is in labor. However, there is a fatal flaw in all of those. The officer could tell you that there was a sign posted a mile back saying what the speed limit was. The officer could say that you need to be paying attention and not the latest cat video that your friend just sent you on Facebook. If your wife really isn’t labor and you use that as a way to get out of the ticket more than likely the officer will escort you to the hospital only to find out that she really isn’t in labor.
Now, I have figured out a way to get out of the inevitable ticket when you are going 13 miles over the posted speed limit. Just make sure you have a toddler in the back seat who loves police officers.
This is a true story, only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.
I was taking the Kid to his new daycare which involves me taking a different route to the school. I had only been taking this route for about a week and still was not all that familiar with it.
I was talking with my son about making sure that he was going to be good at school and listen to his new teachers. Not paying attention to the posted speed limit or my speedometer I hit 58 on the gauge. Suddenly I see red and blue lights in my review mirror.
As I pull off onto the shoulder, I had to pull off into the grass as I was on a county road, the Kid asks me what is going on. I mention to him what is going to happen, a police officer will come up and talk to me. He must have a hearing problem because he forgot it by the time the officer came to my window (his hearing problem probably deserves an entire post someday).
When the officer walked up the officer told me why he pulled me over, going 58 in a 45, the Kid then proceeded to ask…
“Are you here to save us police officer? We are stuck!”
This made the police officer bust up laughing while he asked for my drivers license and insurance. I knew at this point I was in luck, once you make an officer laugh, you can get out of almost everything. I’m just not one to try to make an officer laugh myself because more than likely I would just piss him off and get a bigger ticket.
When he arrived at my window after taking my information, he handed me my warning and asked me to roll down my back window.
“Son, here is a sheriff’s badge. Next time your dad is speeding, you can write your dad a ticket!”
Now you can understand the excitement that the Kid had when this happened. Of course, the first thing that he mentioned when we walked into school was that daddy got pulled over. Telling each and every one of his friends what happened, probably in more detail than I have told you.
Now, it never fails, when we get in the car, he waves his finger at me, and makes sure to tell me…
“No speeding daddy! We don’t speed!”
I may not the be the worlds best driver, however, over the last couple years my record is impeccable. I intend to keep it that way. I know that if I wasn’t fortunate enough to have a funny 3-year-old in the back seat of the car, the officer would have handed me that yellow sheet of paper and issued a major fine for me pay. So next time you are pulled over, I can only hope that you have the luck of having a toddler in the back seat.
Posted on June 23, 2014, in Parenting and tagged Child, Children, Dad, Daddy, Family, father, Kids, Life, Parent, parenthood, parenting, Police, speeding, ticket, Toddler. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.