This morning I had to be at work at the crack of 10 a.m. for a meeting. Usually my day doesn't begin until 12:30 so to me 10 a.m. might as well be 5 a.m.
I pulled out of the alleyway and noticed a city police car at a stop sign on the corner. My mind wandered trying to recall the last time I was pulled over and if all the points were cleared from my license as I waited at the next intersection for traffic to pass. I looked in my rearview mirror and saw the officer speed up next to my car and do the "roll down your window, buddy" motion.
What is he going to nail me for? No seat belt? Broken tail light? Bound and gagged teen girl in the trunk (lucky guess on his part)? I rolled the window down and tried to look as innocent and white as possible (maybe he thought I was Mexican...should I flash my Polish Falcons membership?).
Him: "Hey, where'd you get that sticker at?"
Him: "The Transformers decal in your window. I've been looking for one for the car."
For those of you who have never had the pleasure of riding in the Locomobile he was admiring this:
I'm not a bumper sticker guy by any means. This is the only piece of flair on my car besides an Autobot front plate that needs to be reattached. This is not the first time someone has chased me down to ask to ask me about it but it is the first time it was an officer of the law.
After I finished soiling myself (and casually slipping on my seat belt) I let him know that they can be had on eBay for a few bucks. I don't know if he wanted one for his own personal vehicle or if he wanted to pimp out the cop car, but if you see this protecting Erie...
...you can thank me.