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The real punishment begins

I'll just come out and say it — I got a speeding ticket this morning.

My first thought while waiting for the officer in my car: ugh! My second thought: I think I have to change my blog topic this week. (I'm weird, aren't I?)

Anyway, I wish I could say today was off to a great start before the lights started flashing, but sadly, they were just the cherry on top of a crappy-morning sundae.

I wish I could complain or cry or whine or think of one bad thing to say about the situation. But the truth is, I was caught red-handed, and there was no getting out of it. I have no one to blame but myself.

The Sheriff's deputy was even so nice about the whole thing; I can't blame him for my despair. He looked more sad about giving me the ticket than I was for getting it. He told me to drive safe and have a good day.

Heck, I even think I said thank you. Who thanks an officer for a giving them a speeding ticket?! Apparently, I do.

I'll go pay my fine right away, but the real punishment will be just beginning. Having your name printed on the Log page of the paper is tougher punishment than paying $125, I believe.

You see, people will always see your name on the page. It sticks out like a scarlet letter. Even if they were just flipping through that day, or didn't really have time to read the paper, somehow, someway, they will find your name.

And then, if your entry is something minor (such as my speeding ticket), they will probably begin to heckle you. Call you Speedy, tell you to slow down when you walk in the door, ask if you've met any Sheriff's deputies lately, the list goes on.

If you're (un)lucky, you'll get a ticket right before a family gathering (Grandmother's birthday party this weekend - check!), and everyone will get out their heckling in on the same day.

Hopefully, by publicly admitting my offense (or at least admitting it to the six people who read this blog), it won't be so tough to live through. I know I've got at least a week of pestering ahead of me though. My husband said that's the minimum I have to deal with from him because our car insurance bill will probably go up.

Moral of the story: SLOW DOWN! It's not worth the fine, the taunting or even the possibility of something worse happening to you if the officer hadn't been there to make you stop.


  1. I think things happen for a reason. I see the results of crashes that happen in the blink of an eye. Be thankful that you were stopped by the officer, he might have been your guardian angel. But darn it, having your name in the Log can be humiliating and the fine does sting.

  2. At least my speeding ticket was a Friday, the 13th! Seemed fitting as the whole day had been a disaster, just like yours! Luckily when my name was in the paper, it listed my hometown as Edgerton, so I could tell everyone it wasn't me and that yes, there are two Diane Herman's (NOT), but it worked for me! Hope your week goes well!! Won't heckle you Sunday, we won't be there.

  3. Tami, I have an idea — buy yourself a Bugatti Veyron ... 1,000 ponies ... veroom!!! The police will never catch you in that bad boy!!!


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