View From the Bushes

As I was taking a nap today (days off are great), the police called. I am somewhat loathe to tell this story, because it once again illustrates that I'm an idiot. I got a 'new' car a few months ago. When I went to put the new license plates on I discovered that the bolts were rusted on the front license plate and I had to just cut it off. Which left me no place to put one of the plates so I just tossed it in the back seat of the car.

Since this was a beater I never locked it, figuring that neither it, nor anything inside the car had any value, forgetting that a licence plate is something very valuable, particularly to the kind of person who will just take something out of someone else's car. Which is preciesly what happened and why the police called. Apparently, someone had done just that (of course I hadn't even noticed) and used it in the process of committing aggravated assault.

So if I do get pulled over in the car (which, knowing my driving and Murphy's law will happen five minutes after I get behind the wheel) they will run the plates, it will show up as stolen, a swarm of cops will show up and I'll be pulled from the car at gun point. So... I guess I need to take care of that...

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Ross