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Last week Teri started taking a Tai Chi class with her mother on Monday nights. The schedule is complicated; she has to pick Sebastian up first, then pick me up, then drive straight to the class. I was going to drive Sebastian back home for dinner, and her mother would drive her home.
But Sebastian was starving, so instead of going home I took him to Tennessee's, a barbecue place near the class. I'd been there long ago, and they'd been pretty good.
But that was long ago. The place was completely different this time - more like a bar, and less like a real barbecue place. The food was okay, but just okay; it certainly didn't compare to Blue Ribbon BBQ, which is the gold standard as far as I'm concerned.
Anyway, we finished in time to go back and meet Teri as she finished her class. We set off for home.
We were taking back roads, and there was hardly any traffic. Teri was hungry, but she wasn't going really fast. Unfortunately she spotted the cop too late. We were doing about 45 in a 30 zone, so it wasn't surprising when he pulled out and put on his lights.
Sebastian was scared. I was angry. Teri took it very calmly.
He kept us sitting for a long time, and finally came to the window. I was impressed at how calm Teri was.
"What's the rush?" he asked. I don't like cops, and I consider most of them to be arrogant thugs, but even I was surprised at how rude the guy was (and so was Teri).
"Just tired and trying to get home quickly," Teri answered.
He talked a bit more, and after he took her license and registration Teri and I discussed it, quietly; he seemed really nasty, and we were both pretty sure that we were going to get a ticket.
But when he came back, his attitude was totally different. He was actually polite! Told us that the ticket would have been $150, but he was going to let us off with a verbal warning.
Weird.
Sebastian behaved himself throughout, although he was pretty nervous.
But Sebastian was starving, so instead of going home I took him to Tennessee's, a barbecue place near the class. I'd been there long ago, and they'd been pretty good.
But that was long ago. The place was completely different this time - more like a bar, and less like a real barbecue place. The food was okay, but just okay; it certainly didn't compare to Blue Ribbon BBQ, which is the gold standard as far as I'm concerned.
Anyway, we finished in time to go back and meet Teri as she finished her class. We set off for home.
We were taking back roads, and there was hardly any traffic. Teri was hungry, but she wasn't going really fast. Unfortunately she spotted the cop too late. We were doing about 45 in a 30 zone, so it wasn't surprising when he pulled out and put on his lights.
Sebastian was scared. I was angry. Teri took it very calmly.
He kept us sitting for a long time, and finally came to the window. I was impressed at how calm Teri was.
"What's the rush?" he asked. I don't like cops, and I consider most of them to be arrogant thugs, but even I was surprised at how rude the guy was (and so was Teri).
"Just tired and trying to get home quickly," Teri answered.
He talked a bit more, and after he took her license and registration Teri and I discussed it, quietly; he seemed really nasty, and we were both pretty sure that we were going to get a ticket.
But when he came back, his attitude was totally different. He was actually polite! Told us that the ticket would have been $150, but he was going to let us off with a verbal warning.
Weird.
Sebastian behaved himself throughout, although he was pretty nervous.
