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My only citation was when I was 17...and it was ridiculous. I was driving my parent's Ford LTD Station Wagon... we called it The Tank. It broke down constantly, but it was one of those cars you could kick and it would start working again. Loved that hideous car. ANyway, it was late on Friday night, after our high football game. My friend and I were trolling around town trying to find an open restaurant for dinner. I got into a left lane near a shopping center and when I hit my signal, I guess I accidentally pulled the bar backwards and my brights flashed on...and stayed on. As I was turning, I noticed it and turned them off, but not before I saw the very angry LA County Sherriff glaring at me to my right. He pulled in right behind me and stopped me in the parking lot.

This guy was well known among the kids in town. Even in Driver's Ed we were all told that if Office Kirtland pulled you over, you were screwed. He hated teenagers.

First he made us get out of the car and grilled me about why I was harassing him. Why did I flash my high beams at him? I tried to explain it was just an accident, but he said, "There are no accidents, deary. You must have been drinking." I told him no, I wasn't drinking...it was just an accident and I explained that the car was kind of falling apart and I mean no ill will. Then he decided to look through the car. I guess he didn't believe me. He started asking up about everything he found in the car, from the first aid kit to my friend's mace. (Drum major mace... not the spray kind) After about 15 minutes, Chris had had enough and said to the guy, "If you gonna give her a ticket could you just do it? We're hungry and we have to be home by midnight."

That really pissed him off.

I not only got a citation for driving with my high beams, I got 4 fix-it tickets.

My dad thought it was pretty funny...but I still had to go to traffic court. We tried to fight it, but the officer showed up and insisted that I was drivng with my high beams the entire time he observed us...even though that's not what happened.

The fix-it tickets were taken care of, but I had to go to traffic school because of the high-beams. I was so upset about it. THe traffic school was twoo weekend at my high school with other kids I went to school with. We all had to get up in front of the class and tell everyone why we were there. There were lots of speeders, blown stop signs and lights...the normal. But when I got up and said I got mine for having my high beams on, they all responded, "Oh, I HATE people who do that."

I was like, "It was an accident!"

Then the teacher said, "Officer Kirtland?"

I nodded.

Then he said, "Anyone else?"

Over half the class raised their hands.


At least I didn't have to pay a fine, and the ticket was thrown out once I finished traffic school.