Thank goodness for the Deputy and not the Trooper.
Yes, uncle Mel, I could "plead the 5th" if I want to, but I will incriminate myself so that you all can enjoy the story.
Yes, I got pulled over on the way to grandma's on Saturday.
I was going "just over" the speed limit in a construction zone.......AKA flying to make good time, when we passed a cop car blacked out behind some barricades.
Simultaneously Dave and I went, "eewww" I had no doubt been caught. SO, I pulled myself over onto the nearest available shoulder and waited till he caught up.
Dave just smiled and said, "let's see how you get out of this one." I was thrilled to see the Deputy walking up to my car instead of a super Trooper with his hat on. Except it wasn't Douglas County, it was Dodge.......and we don't know anyone from Dodge county. :)
Anyway, he gave me the whole, "do you know why I stopped you?" And I answered with a very convincing, "oh yea" He says, "you were going ____ <--(not important) in a 45"
Then of course he asks to see my license......so here it goes..........."Um, my license is in my purse along with my gun because we are both Omaha cops." "Oh, ok, go ahead and get it." (We must look really non threatening cause he let me reach into my purse where my gun was) ANYWAY, I handed it to him and Dave had dug out the other paperwork.
He looked at it for a second and said, "Sarah, you're up kind of early" "yes sir, we are headed to my grandma's"
"Well slow down and have a good Easter weekend" "YES SIR AND THANK YOU"
That was it! Whew, that is why my little duty weapon travels with us! :)
Plus, the deputy was very cute!
So I came back to work and a gal I work with is married to a former Elkhorn cop who is going to work again for Dodge County. I told her what had happened and she immediately pulled up the deputy's picture on the computer. "Thank you Deputy Ough" You saved me some major money.
And that's the true account of what had occurred......not to exciting!
(truly though, you should ALWAYS plead the 5th) (right Ted?)
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So, how fast were you going?!?!
If I remember right that's not the first "incident" to occur on the way to grandmas. :)
I plead the 5th on the speed I was going.... :) (let's just say it was over "10 over") and no, I think all of us at one point have been stopped on the way to grandmas. Take Care!
I was stopped north of O'Neill on a country road... supposedly it was a "residential" area. Umm... excuse me but unless I'm going to take up residence in a CORN STALK I sure didn't see any houses.
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