I fought the law (again) and the law won (actually beat my ass down)
So I had a little run-in with the po po a month ago and for some unknown reason, the officer didn't realize that he had pulled over the one and only SnarkyDaddy. The officer was obviously not aware of the A-list celebrity he had the honor of being in the presence of, so he wrote me a couple of tickets. One ticket was totally bogus - my insurance card had expired a month ago. The new one was sitting on the counter at home and I was assured by the officer that I could pass Go without paying $200 by bringing in that documentation.
Apparently on these tickets was a little thing called a court date. As you are probably well aware, SnarkyDaddy is a busy guy who clearly doesn't have time for piddly things like court dates. Plus, the tickets were issued in a small town where SnarkyDaddy was working two hours away from SnarkyDaddy's hometown in Chicago. Surely they didn't expect me to go out of my way and drive back. Especially on a Friday of all days. No, no, I was due to go back to the small town the next week and I would go to the traffic court then. Surely the judge was a big fan of mine and would understand.
When SnarkyDaddy went to the courthouse, three days after the court date, I found out the judge took the courtesy of pleading guilty for me. What a swell guy! How thoughtful of him. You think he would have have given SnarkyDaddy a call just to confirm, but he was obviously shy about mingling with such a big star. You may be asking how I know the judge was a man... believe me, if it was a woman she would have called.
So being that SnarkyDaddy had apparently already pleaded guilty, the court clerk told me my choices were pay for both the license plate ticket and insurance ticket, or pay half the ticket amount to motion the reopening of the case only to return a month later to fight the insurance ticket since I could prove I was in fact insured. SnarkyDaddy didn't want to drive two hours to return a month later, so paid the tickets.
The court clerk was nice enough to leave out the smallest of details. A little something that just might have reversed my decision not to motion the case back to court. You see, SnarkyDaddy received a personal piece of mail from Jesse White, the Secretary of State of Illinois, in the mail today. I was pretty certain it ws fan mail and Jesse just wanted to tell me he was personally responsible for officially bumping the total readership of my blog from four people to five. I tore open the envelope in great anticipation.
Alas, Jesse apparently is not a reader. Well, he probably is a reader, but he just forgot to mention it in the letter. What he did mention in the letter was that pleading guilty to not having car insurance in the great state of Illinois doesn't only mean a fine, but also includes the extra-special bonus of an automatic three-month suspension of SnarkyDaddy's driver's license.
Wow, extra-special bonuses sure are fun!
So, uh... does anybody have a bicycle they're not using for awhile?
Apparently on these tickets was a little thing called a court date. As you are probably well aware, SnarkyDaddy is a busy guy who clearly doesn't have time for piddly things like court dates. Plus, the tickets were issued in a small town where SnarkyDaddy was working two hours away from SnarkyDaddy's hometown in Chicago. Surely they didn't expect me to go out of my way and drive back. Especially on a Friday of all days. No, no, I was due to go back to the small town the next week and I would go to the traffic court then. Surely the judge was a big fan of mine and would understand.
When SnarkyDaddy went to the courthouse, three days after the court date, I found out the judge took the courtesy of pleading guilty for me. What a swell guy! How thoughtful of him. You think he would have have given SnarkyDaddy a call just to confirm, but he was obviously shy about mingling with such a big star. You may be asking how I know the judge was a man... believe me, if it was a woman she would have called.
So being that SnarkyDaddy had apparently already pleaded guilty, the court clerk told me my choices were pay for both the license plate ticket and insurance ticket, or pay half the ticket amount to motion the reopening of the case only to return a month later to fight the insurance ticket since I could prove I was in fact insured. SnarkyDaddy didn't want to drive two hours to return a month later, so paid the tickets.
The court clerk was nice enough to leave out the smallest of details. A little something that just might have reversed my decision not to motion the case back to court. You see, SnarkyDaddy received a personal piece of mail from Jesse White, the Secretary of State of Illinois, in the mail today. I was pretty certain it ws fan mail and Jesse just wanted to tell me he was personally responsible for officially bumping the total readership of my blog from four people to five. I tore open the envelope in great anticipation.
Alas, Jesse apparently is not a reader. Well, he probably is a reader, but he just forgot to mention it in the letter. What he did mention in the letter was that pleading guilty to not having car insurance in the great state of Illinois doesn't only mean a fine, but also includes the extra-special bonus of an automatic three-month suspension of SnarkyDaddy's driver's license.
Wow, extra-special bonuses sure are fun!
So, uh... does anybody have a bicycle they're not using for awhile?
posted by Josh at
9:57 PM
3 Comments:
Holy Cow, I can't believe that just happened!
You might want to use knee pads, if you ride a bike anything like your son does! :)
I would be furious to say the least. My hubby had a lovely similiar experince in backhills, VA; located a lovely 6 hours away from us and we got lucky (unlike, you...not to rub salt in a wound or anything like that...) but the points don't transfer as far as dirty jersey. I wrote a letter, the judge plead guilty for us and we paid in fines what it will cost to pay a few more cops overtime to pull minivans with family's of four in them over, and give them terrible tickets.
Just think of the license suspension as a forced fitness plan.
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