Thursday, May 26, 2005
Well, what do you know?
I took the day off work today so I could go to court to take care of that ticket I was given in February(see blog entry-titled,"SHIT"-February 5th,if you want details) and to take care of some other crap that came up recently that can only be handled during the week. Of course my supervisor gave me shit when I requested this day off- I guess Im suppose to work 365 days a year-and I better not have a life. Didnt know that.
Anyway,I chose to fight my ticket-thinking it was unfair, and my court date and time was for today. Never having stepped foot in a courtroom before, in my mind I didnt know what to expect.
I arrived at court this morning, all scrubbed,in my suit and contacts, around 8:15 for a supposed time of 8:30.
Well, It seems I stepped into a room that held the the cast of Deliverence,
about 30 people who appeared to have dressed out of a garbage can and hadnt taken their weekly bath yet. (I would have thought,the least they could have done was re-arrange their bathing schedule for the occasion)
Some of these folks needed interpreters, not just spanish but one old Granny spoke another language Id never heard of-I think she was in a Star Wars movie. The interpreter for this Wookie arrived, and approached the baldheaded Deputy(this guy most probably watches Nascar on his day off), who said,(with his teeth bucked out like a horse),
"we already got an interpreter and shes already here" The interpreter explained who he was here to interpret for and that he was not a spanish speaking interpreter. I swear I thought that Beetle Baily was going to scratch his ass or something when he answered "Oh, its another language your wanting to interpret" "ok"
Then the Deputy yells out to a lady named Garcia, "Do you want to go to traffic school instead of seeing the judge?" The Wookie who doesnt speak english pipes up loudly and answers instead of letting Garcia answer, and in broken english, "YEAS, I WANT THE TRAAAAFIC SCHOOOL" Deputy Dawg answers "Is your name Garcia? I wad-ent talkin to you"
While I was sitting in my seat waiting, Dont you know deputy dawg got a phone call from his wife-
now, to explain, his desk is right in front of everyone, so there is no privacy. Heres how his conversation went, "Hi Baby, yes, I know where that is,I put it away in one of the cubicles, I love you have a good day" Then he told everyone, like he was a comedian doing standup for an audience,"make sure you tell em that you love em, thats the secret, Ive been married 27 years".
The officer who gave me the ticket arrives -in his suit and tie(I guess I got him on his day off)He also sits down and waits for the judge to arrive. I dont think he is thrilled-Im sure thats the last place he wants to be on his day off.
Hour and a half later, still no judge.
The slick headed deputy picked up a stack of cases and notices that the officers involved had not showed for the majority of them, so he begins to dismiss those individuals who were lucky enough not to have their officers show up.
Of course, mine showed up.
But then something odd happened, my officer calls me outside the courtroom to discuss the ticket. He asked me "Do you know what the ticket is for?" "yes, I can read what you wrote me up for",I replied "but I need some clarification,I dont know what I did to deserve a ticket,perhaps the judge could explain that to me"
The officer drew me a diagram and lectured me on what I did wrong. Then he went on to say that he will dismiss this ticket, and I am very lucky because he usually wins each time. "Yeah,yeah" I thought, "If I want to hear from an asshole, Id fart"
I was just glad he was dismissing this thing, I would get my money back, no traffic school,my insurance would be lowered and it would be removed from my DMV record.
After he had dismissed my ticket, he wanted to know what I did for a living. I kind of thought this was an odd request for him to make, but, I told him "Im a nurse"
"which hospital?" he wanted to know. Then I got weirded out. And he didnt ask me like he was flirting with me or anything-more like he was writing a term paper.
Anyway, I was thrilled. I wanted to celebrate. But it was on to the next errand for me.
Anyway,I chose to fight my ticket-thinking it was unfair, and my court date and time was for today. Never having stepped foot in a courtroom before, in my mind I didnt know what to expect.
I arrived at court this morning, all scrubbed,in my suit and contacts, around 8:15 for a supposed time of 8:30.
Well, It seems I stepped into a room that held the the cast of Deliverence,
about 30 people who appeared to have dressed out of a garbage can and hadnt taken their weekly bath yet. (I would have thought,the least they could have done was re-arrange their bathing schedule for the occasion)
Some of these folks needed interpreters, not just spanish but one old Granny spoke another language Id never heard of-I think she was in a Star Wars movie. The interpreter for this Wookie arrived, and approached the baldheaded Deputy(this guy most probably watches Nascar on his day off), who said,(with his teeth bucked out like a horse),
"we already got an interpreter and shes already here" The interpreter explained who he was here to interpret for and that he was not a spanish speaking interpreter. I swear I thought that Beetle Baily was going to scratch his ass or something when he answered "Oh, its another language your wanting to interpret" "ok"
Then the Deputy yells out to a lady named Garcia, "Do you want to go to traffic school instead of seeing the judge?" The Wookie who doesnt speak english pipes up loudly and answers instead of letting Garcia answer, and in broken english, "YEAS, I WANT THE TRAAAAFIC SCHOOOL" Deputy Dawg answers "Is your name Garcia? I wad-ent talkin to you"
While I was sitting in my seat waiting, Dont you know deputy dawg got a phone call from his wife-
now, to explain, his desk is right in front of everyone, so there is no privacy. Heres how his conversation went, "Hi Baby, yes, I know where that is,I put it away in one of the cubicles, I love you have a good day" Then he told everyone, like he was a comedian doing standup for an audience,"make sure you tell em that you love em, thats the secret, Ive been married 27 years".
The officer who gave me the ticket arrives -in his suit and tie(I guess I got him on his day off)He also sits down and waits for the judge to arrive. I dont think he is thrilled-Im sure thats the last place he wants to be on his day off.
Hour and a half later, still no judge.
The slick headed deputy picked up a stack of cases and notices that the officers involved had not showed for the majority of them, so he begins to dismiss those individuals who were lucky enough not to have their officers show up.
Of course, mine showed up.
But then something odd happened, my officer calls me outside the courtroom to discuss the ticket. He asked me "Do you know what the ticket is for?" "yes, I can read what you wrote me up for",I replied "but I need some clarification,I dont know what I did to deserve a ticket,perhaps the judge could explain that to me"
The officer drew me a diagram and lectured me on what I did wrong. Then he went on to say that he will dismiss this ticket, and I am very lucky because he usually wins each time. "Yeah,yeah" I thought, "If I want to hear from an asshole, Id fart"
I was just glad he was dismissing this thing, I would get my money back, no traffic school,my insurance would be lowered and it would be removed from my DMV record.
After he had dismissed my ticket, he wanted to know what I did for a living. I kind of thought this was an odd request for him to make, but, I told him "Im a nurse"
"which hospital?" he wanted to know. Then I got weirded out. And he didnt ask me like he was flirting with me or anything-more like he was writing a term paper.
Anyway, I was thrilled. I wanted to celebrate. But it was on to the next errand for me.
