Thanks to All the Slicers for such a Great CommunityOn Saturday I was running errands! I went to see some friends and cheer them on in the Road Runner Marathon, here in Akron. I had to pick up paperwork at the doctor's office, drop off a prescription and on and on...You get the idea-busy, busy, busy! rush! rush! rush! Yet, one of the things I cherish about drive time is think time. In my private think time (alone in the car-moms with kids or readers with spouses you understand this completely), I relish in all I can think through and sometimes, I think so deeply that my foot tends to put a little too much pressure on the gas pedal and I begin to speed without noticing that I've gone over the posted speed limit. I really try not to go more than 5 over but sometimes it just happens!
On this glorious, sunny Saturday morning as I was having my think time, there was a kind police officer parked near the shady brush to the side of the road. He "radar-gunned" my speedy silver streak and decided to pull me over. He meandered up to the car and started in on the conversation.
In his deepest-too-much-time-at-the-doughnut-shop sort of voice announced, "Good morning! You probably know why I've pulled you over. (pause) What were you thinking about?"
"Oh, I was daydreaming about all of the work I need to accomplish this weekend!" I sheepishly squeaked out.
He paused, "What do you do?"
I smiled and eked out, "I'm a teacher..."
"Oh, yeah? My mother was a teacher. (pause) I need to see your driver's license and insurance card please!" the booming voice requested.
I just wanted to vomit right then and there-yes, the mixture of coffee, English muffin and banana that I had just gobbled down before running over to the doctor . I was just trying to enjoy my think time and here I'm getting a speeding ticket! Kevin would probably be pissed that we had to pay for a stupid ticket on this stretch. It was area changed from 35 to 25!
After a few minutes had gone by and my nausea sub-sided a little, the chubby cop meandered back to my car, "Because you're a teacher, I'm letting you off with a "written" warning today! (to myself, "oh thank God!") It's going to stay on file for a year and if I catch you again speeding I'll have to give you the longer one. Just slow down now."
"Ohh, ooo-kay" I quivered.
"You're free to pull away now. The road is safe."
After I pulled out on to the road and got over the fact that I narrowly escaped getting a ticket, I went back to my think time. However, I was now connecting it with a slice, a life lesson, and teaching. I thought kids. I thought about them rushing. I thought about what they might be thinking when they are rushing. I thought about how often I went straight to the ticket! How well did I suggest slowing down?...sometimes we just need a gentle reminder to slow down, just slow down. What do you think?
**Side bar** I didn't look at the written warning until I got home-I was going 33 in a 25...thanks for the written warning and the slice of life Mr. Officer!