Sure enough - Sunday morning, on his way back from Starbucks, my husband stopped at the mailbox and picked up Saturday's mail. He walked into the house with my Caramel Macchiato and a huge and silly smile on his face. He plunked the mail down on the counter and said "I think you have mail...". (We have had a 13-year "feud" about traffic violations. I have received 4 (well - 5 now) in the 14 years since we first met and he, despite driving much more and much faster than I do, has had NONE!) I opened the envelope with shaky hands and was mortified to see the ticket (with pictures of me at said intersection and everything!) and the word "bail" written all over it! Bail? Bail is for criminals! What have I done?
While I'm pouring over the "notice of violation" - trying to figure out how much it's going to cost us (him) and whether or not I (we) will have to go to court and actually appear infront of a judge - my darling husband is teaching our 5-year old that "Mommy got busted". Gotta love him. I'm sure I won't hear the end of this one for a long, long time.
I called Monday morning and found out that my "bail" amount is a whopping $381! Holy crap! I can take a driving class online (which must be something new - that wasn't an option when I got my last ticket 10 years ago) but will have to pay an additional $30-$75 for the class and then another $30 (administrative fee) in order for the court to request that the DMV remove the point from my record. Crap. Crap. Crap.
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I hate traffic cameras. If I'm going to get busted, I want that smug jerkoff cop to have to get out of his (her) car, and write the thing, hopefully in the rain.
Amen! There was an article in our paper recently about how many millions of dollars the city is making off of these things... The two intersections that I'm aware of that have them have the shortest yellow lights in the whole freaking city!
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