Police and Pet Peeves

Ok, so I thought his use of alliteration was clever, so I went ahead and stuck with it for this next post. :)

First and foremost, completely unrelated to DD: I got pulled over today. Even though this cop had me on a seatbelt violation, speeding, an illegal U-Turn(which was really a left-hand turn…just saying), texting, and expired tags…I still didn’t get a ticket. THAT is skill. 

In my defense, I didn’t know it was illegal to turn there. Apparently, there used to be a sign, but some skateboarders took it down. And, as to the speeding, texting, and seatbelt—I have to guess he just didn’t see them, because he didn’t comment.

And the tags? I had those in my car…in the glove box. I’d just never stuck them on the license plate. So. Talk about a close call there! I could have wound up using my whole blessed pay check in tickets, if he’d tried—and instead, he put the tags on my car for me!

…I think it helped that he thought I was nuts. See, I’m an interpreting major. And…I have a project due, a story I have to sign tonight at five. I hadn’t actually started, so I figured why waste time? So, while he was running my tags, I was practicing this story. He came up and saw me waving my hands around and talking to myself…well…who knows what the poor man thought…

And, now, onward to the Pet Peeves portion of this post!! Eye contact. If I’m having a conversation with you, I don’t think it’s such a stretch for you to look me in the eye.

Or, you know, at least glance up every now and then and PRETEND to have some kind of interest in what I have to say. I know that Connect-the-dots on the smart phone is a fun game, but…hey, the real world doesn’t live in that damn phone.

I have lost count of the number of times that I’ve informed Steven how much I hate that. He can have a full-length conversation with me. He can provide input. Insight. Clever, witty remarks.

And never once look at you. Why?

The phone. A text. A game. The computer. The television. (Even when the dumb thing is on mute. UGH! )

I swear. It makes me want to break every electronic device in the house. How hard is a freakin’ glance??? 

GRR!