It's the fuzz!

So, I have never been pulled over while driving and have never gotten a ticket. This may have something to do with the fact that I hardly ever drive, but that's beside the point. My parents also have been members of the ticket-free club for my entire life, as far as I know. In other words, traffic tickets have never played a part in my life.

This all changed when I started dating my current fiance. I can think of five tickets and a strongly worded warning that he has received in the last four months alone. I have been initiated into the world of people who must deal with the police on a fairly regular basis.

The first hint I had that I was entering this world was shortly after we began dating. He told me his registration was expired, and he had been pulled over and had thirty days to fix it. From this gentle hearsay introduction, I gradually became more and more immersed. We were taking pictures on public property when a policeman drove by and yelled through his loudspeaker that we had to move. Immediately. There were more hearsay tickets, and then he received a parking ticket while he was parked outside my apartment. This was the first ticket I had ever seen.

Finally, I received my final initiation. We were driving together when he noticed flashing lights in the rear-view mirror. We pulled over, and the officer told us the brake light was out. "Fix it."
And that was that.

I have yet to experience a speeding ticket firsthand, but hopefully that won't change any time soon. Right, Jonathan?