He gives me the normal cop spiel about not stopping for a red light, which I didn't think I'd done. The gives me shit about the little blue lights on the front of my car. They're illegal? Since when? I see them all over.
So he goes away to sit in his car for 20 minutes.
When he comes back, he says, the ticket for not stopping at a red light is $50. The ticket for the blue lights is $35 if they don't blink, $300 if they do, because only police cars can have blue lights on them.
"They don't blink!" I cry out.
"Well, I'm giving you warnings on the first two, but I'm giving you a $25 ticket for not wearing your seatbelt. That's not a moving violation and won't go on your insurance."
Hello? I've had my seat belt on since I left my office. It's dark out, and the black seatbelt blends in with the black jacket.
"But... I'm... wearing... my seatbelt."
"Oh, well if it's been on the whole time, I can go back to the car and void this and charge you with the other two."
Fuck you officer. I didn't run a light and I had my seatbelt on. Okay, the lights? My fault. It'll take me 3 minutes to cut the wires to fix that problem. Maybe you should POST somewhere that it's not legal to have them though.
THEN, he wrote all over my registration, listing all the shit he deemed I'd done wrong on the front of it. Hi, MY government document, not yours. What the fuck are you doing writing on it?
He also fucked up my birthday on the ticket and put in today's date.
It's only $25, but dammit, I did nothing wrong.