Ah Yes, An Attempt to Bust My Serenity

Because things have been
moving along so well lately I decided to go and get a speeding ticket.  Yep.  The nice nice officer from Plainfield was standing in the median with his nice nice shiny radar gun thingy pointed at me as I turned the corner of northbound Ronald Reagan Pkwy.  The question running through my head when I saw him was "how is this guy going to stop me?"  I didn't have to wait too long to get my answer.  He walked out in my lane and stuck his hand out like Superman would do to stop a speeding train.  I was going 60+ MPH.

There was a time
when I would have been grumbling under my breath for the next two days, swearing that I had been wronged, and most likely would have gotten into an argument with the nice nice officer.  The nice nice officer gave me a ticket for violating a City ordinance rather than a state statute.  He told me the difference was that the ordinance didn't require reporting on my license or to my insurance company.

I've had such a lead foot lately.