We'll see.
― Kingfish MuffMiner 2049er (Kingfish), Thursday, 3 February 2005 19:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― Kingfish MuffMiner 2049er (Kingfish), Thursday, 3 February 2005 19:53 (twenty-one years ago)
― Huk-L, Thursday, 3 February 2005 19:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Kingfish MuffMiner 2049er (Kingfish), Thursday, 3 February 2005 19:59 (twenty-one years ago)
― Dude, are you a 15 year old asian chick? (jingleberries), Thursday, 3 February 2005 21:56 (twenty-one years ago)
Was busted for parking in a poorly-marked handicapped space near my college campus during a rainy winter night. (Poorly-marked = outside of a small sign in front of the space obscured by tree branches, it looked like any other space.) Appealed, went to the court (hard hitting New Britain, y'all), ended up 2nd-to-last in the queue to be served. The appeals were heard in a courtroom, but the woman handling these "cases" sat at a table to the left of the judge's bench. She also took her job very seriously - I was hoping to use my charm & je ne sais quoi to get the $100+ fine expunged, but when she read the riot act to just about everyone re: moving violations / not having a valid license / drinking & driving / giggling inappropriately (even throwing a girl OUT because she couldn't stop laughing), I opted to just shut the eff up when my turn came. Between her lengthy diatribes, and the 15-minute comedy routine undertaken between her & some clueless middle-aged guy that couldn't remember what he was there for, whose car he was in when the cops found him, or when he last had a valid license, it took about 2 hours before I got to go up. Stated my case (dark, late for class, no distinguishing paint on asphalt, small sign in front of space I didn't notice), was reprimanded for taking a spot away from a specially enabled person, and had fine reduced to $50. Total time in front of "judge" = 3 minutes.
And, then, of course, I go out to my card to find that the parking meter ran out & I have to pay $25 for that. Karma, she is a tight-fisted beeotch.
THE END
― David R. (popshots75`), Thursday, 3 February 2005 22:07 (twenty-one years ago)
― David R. (popshots75`), Thursday, 3 February 2005 22:08 (twenty-one years ago)
so, i spent about the last 1.45 hours driving to downtown, driving around downtown, wandering around the overheated courthouse, then getting caught in traffic whilst driving back to work from downtown.
― Kingfish MuffMiner 2049er (Kingfish), Thursday, 3 February 2005 22:17 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Thursday, 3 February 2005 22:26 (twenty-one years ago)
― thomas Harding, Thursday, 3 February 2005 22:59 (twenty-one years ago)
― nickn (nickn), Friday, 4 February 2005 00:38 (twenty-one years ago)
i was gonna say, i've seen dwi arraignments go faster.
― hstencil (hstencil), Friday, 4 February 2005 00:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― Thermo Thinwall (Thermo Thinwall), Friday, 4 February 2005 01:22 (twenty-one years ago)
The woman called just before I was didn't quite seem to be able to figure this out.
Judge: Ms. M., how do you plead?
Ms. M.: Your Honor, I FEEL that I'm not guilty, but I'm gonna go ahead and plead guilty.
J: I see. Ma'am, I don't know if you've noticed, but I've just found a whole lot of people before you not guilty because the officer here doesn't have any evidence. Now, how would you like to plead again?
M: Your Honor, I FEEL that I'm not guilty, but I'm gonna go ahead and plead guilty.
J: OK. (turning to Trooper) Officer, if we were to have a trial today and I were ask you to present evidence against Ms. M., would you be able to do so?
Trooper: No, Your Honor.
J: And why is that?
T: That's because my notes from the evening I gave this woman a ticket were lost in a vehicle fire.
J: I see. But we can't have a trial if Ms. M. pleads guilty, right, Officer?
T: [uncomfortably] I'm not a lawyer, Your Honor, but that's my understanding.
J: That's my understanding, too. So having heard all of this, Ms. M., I'm going to ask you one more time: HOW DO YOU PLEAD?
M: [impatiently] Your Honor, I told you before, I FEEL like I'm not guilty, but ... [A DA who happens to be in the courtroom whispers something in her ear. Uncertainly, to the Judge:] uh, motion to dismiss?
J: GRANTED! CASE DISMISSED! [bangs gavel]
― Colin Meeder (Mert), Friday, 4 February 2005 10:58 (twenty-one years ago)
― caitlin (caitlin), Friday, 4 February 2005 11:06 (twenty-one years ago)