"Bet you won't forget these papers again," the judge told me as he smiled and handed me back my proof of insurance for the date I had my little fender bender.
"No sir," I replied, grinning furiously and kissing his ass. "It was a lesson hard learned."
The judge dismissed my case and tore up the ticket, leaving me free to go. Yes, I had to go to court this morning and luckily, I was the second person called to see the judge. I was nervous because if the judge didn't dismiss my case, I would have to go to court a second time for trial and possibly pay a $750 dollar fine -- two or three year's worth of insurance premiums.
"God, you look gorgeous," Rosa told me before I left for court. I was dressed to the nines, wearing my nicest khaki slacks and a button up shirt. I even wore my expensive Cole Hahn shoes. "I could just eat you up and jump your bones."
I smiled and gave Rosa a kiss on the cheek.
"You sure you don't want me to go with you?"
"I'll be fine," I replied as I escaped out my front door to jump in my car.
I won't lie and say it wasn't nerve wracking. I had to take two of my Librium to get through this ordeal. The hardest part was the massive crowd crammed into this little municipal courtroom -- standing room only. A feeling of dread overcame me when I pulled up to the front of the courtroom and a great congregation of people had gathered. I noticed that most of these people were poor and most likely victims of racial and class profiling.
I am eagerly awaiting my camera today. My 4 gigabyte flash memory card has already arrived. They shipped it separately from the camera. It is going to be a long afternoon anxiously awaiting the UPS truck pulling in front of the house. I am ready to play with my new toy.