Conviction

I was all about kicking ass today. Either that or just getting some ugly things out of the way. First, I called the lovely Waterford Twp court and requested a court appearance. I will get a notice of date and time within 10-12 days. Second, I called Comcast and got a credit on the account because their service sucks and its time they fess up and deal with it. Third, well, I'm not sure there is a third yet, but I still have to go to work.

Thank you my lovely State of Michigan for making my life a living hell. You cannot provide me with a stable job and now you might give me four points on my license? My finding out what exactly points do, besides jack up my car insurance, is something I probably could have done without. But here are the highlights:

"Points are placed on your driver record only after you have been convicted or found guilty of or responsible for a civil infraction. Points placed on your driver record remain there for two years from the date of conviction."

Civil infractions can kiss my ass. So can the root word of conviction. From this day on, I am claiming drag racing to be my weakness, not my lead foot:

Four Points:
Drag racing.
Operating while visibly impaired.
Under age 21 with any bodily alcohol content.
16 mph or more over the legal speed limit.
Failure to yield/show due caution for emergency vehicles.

Three Points:
Careless driving.
Disobeying a traffic signal or stop sign or improper passing.
11 through 15 mph over the legal speed limit.
Failure to stop at railroad crossing.
Failure to stop for a school bus or for disobeying a school crossing guard.

Two Points:
10 mph or less over the legal speed limit.
Open alcohol container in vehicle.
All other moving violations of traffic laws.
Refusal of Preliminary Breath Test (PBT) by anyone under age 21.

Officer Grumpy could have so easily knocked it down to going 50, or even 45. But nooooooooo, of course not. And it's not that three points sounds better than four. It's just that four points makes me sound like I did something really horrible, and I didn't. To make matters even worse, I know I am getting what I may finally deserve and can find the humor in the situation. Me getting pulled over for speeding was completly inevitable. Me not being given the chance to get out of it (not only because of my clean record but also because I'm a pretty girl) on the spot is unacceptable. And it could be my overly-confident self talking and I know that makes me sound like an extremely snotty person, but what kind of cop doesn't ask questions to the person whom they are pulling over? Why am I still finding this funny?