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Tolle's Finley Race Adventure (June 16th)
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[QUOTE="justalonewolf007, post: 1205587, member: 77294"] I wish I had staff!!! Alas I had some cruddy luck this week... My car and I went deer hunting late one night when I got off from work...and we got a four point buck. Parents and boyfriend are LONG out of reach...so I wasn't too happy...which left me with the only option of...well, I had to call my boss to come rescue me. Ends up he had to escort me home because it took out my driver's side turnsignal, and the headlight on that side also stopped working too. For which I was nearly driving blind because my headlights were junk to begin with... Damage wasn't toooo bad at all actually...just a crumpled fender, hood looked almost untouched, but my driver's side door wouldn't open. I was relatively untouched except for being really rattled. According to the shiner on my cheek, my shoulderbelt didn't engage and I'm pretty sure I cracked my head on the window (or steering wheel?) pretty hard. My boss showed up ten minutes later and checked the car over, then checked me over (apparantly I was saying stuff that didn't make sense). He made me pose with the deer like I'd just gotten a prize buck in hunting season...Still can't believe that he made me touch it. At least there was some humor in that it's tongue was hanging out sideways much like it would have in the cartoons...I'll see if I can't get a pic up sometime somewhere... It's lunch and the boyfriend is ordering that I stop writing to eat..so I'll edit the worst part of the day in later...Looking back now It's extremely funny. The rest: Once we'd taken a few pics and I crawled back into my poor little car through the passenger door, and we began the hour long journey back to my apartment. His huge pickup literally dwarfs my little car, so I felt quite a bit safer with the glowing eyes staring at me from the ditch. I have never seen so many deer out in my entire life! We cruised through the first town with no trouble, but as we had laughed about only minutes before we left, I had a sneeking suspicion that I was going to get nailed by the cops when we reached our town. The police there, well, have some issues with being good law enforcment officers. There's only a few that will treat you nicely. After the longest drive in my life, we reached town. Just as we predicted. I only made it 50 feet before I saw the shape pull out behind me, only to be blinded by the red and blue lights a split-second later. I pulled over, and rolled down my window, taking a moment to beat my forehead against the steering wheel a couple of times: *thunk* "You" *thunk* "have" *thunk* "got" *thunk* "to be" *thunk* "kidding" *thunk* "me!" *thunk* *thunk* *thunk* *thunk* This *thunk* can NOT *thunk* be *thunk* happening!!!! It was 1 am, and the guy walks up and shines the huge flashlight right in my eyes, which was frustrating because I was trying to read his name badge in case he tried anything funny. In addition to all the scareyness. I have NEVER been pulled over before, so I had no idea what to expect. Cop: "Hi there how's it going for you tonight?" "Ah...not very well sir." Cop: "Well why's that?" I was all but whimpering miserably at this point, as I wasn't happy about the day's events, and with a 15 hour workday stuck on top of that, I might as well have been a kicked puppy. "Well sir, I hit a deer just a little while ago." Cop: "Well did you report it? "Ah, no sir, no one was hurt sir except for the deer which was killed sir. I didn't know you were supposed to report those things sir." At this point I really began to hate my martial arts training, because it kinda trains us to dish out more "sirs" than a boot camp graduate. Being so nervous and miserable made me stutter too. Cop: "Where'd you hit the deer?" I mentioned the name of the town, and he had no clue where it was, so he shrugged his shoulders and asked for my license and proof of insurance. I handed over the driver's license and then realized that I had no idea what the proof of insurance looked like. I started digging through my glovebox (it was there, the dad said it was, I had never had to use it before though so I didn't know where it was in the stack of papers). I handed him my best guess...and he laughed at me and said It was a little card, not the piece of paper I handed him. Finally, I noticed that my boss had swung back around, and parked a ways in front of me. I thought he was going to sit there and wait for me. Except he got out and was going to talk to the officers and show them the proof that I'd just hit the deer, as he'd taken the pics with his cellphone. I hadn't even seen him open his door until I heard the cop talking to me say: "HE DOESN"T NEED TO BE HERE!!!" To which they started pulling their guns on my boss, and the second cop chased him back into his pickup. In that time I had managed to blink all of two times and goggle at my poor boss. He's not a big burly guy by any means, but I supposed he looked rather threatening as he was fairly upset with my being pulled over. I explained that I lived in town, and only a couple blocks from where we were stopped, but the officer didn't seem to get it. He also wouldn't believe that the guy in the pickup was my boss. I had to repeat myself about four times before he finally relented. Then he started asking about the deer again, insinuating that I had gotten into a mild car accident and failing to report it. It was then that he smelled the deer excrement that was all over my door. Cop: "ohhhhh yuck..that's still kinda wet." "Yes sir, it is." He gave me a warning for the headlight that wasn't working. Then told me I didn't have to send it in, and that it also wouldn't go on my record. "Thank you sir." With all that worry about protecting their streets, they never even asked where I lived in town, nor escorted me to my apartment to make sure that I wouldn't get picked up again by the other cops in town or get in some sort of accident because of the headlight and turning signal. I'm just glad my boss was there. He even fixed my car the day after, and bought me a hot fudge sunday from Dairy Queen. I owe him an arm and a leg by now, as he even offered his garage and tools to my little CR. [/QUOTE]
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