last night i got pulled over by a police officer. first time. the story: doc, brittney, and i had just finished having dinner at picasso’s pizza on audelia/skillman, and pulled onto northbound audelia and then left onto a side street to turn around so we could go south on audelia, and i saw lights behind me. the officer was quite friendly, asked for my license and insurance, and told me he’d stopped me because i didn’t put on my turn signal when turning onto the side street. which is unlike me, but ok, i do forget sometimes. and how lucky that there was a police car behind me when i did so. (or didn’t so, actually). he collected my licence, and doc’s license, and then asked me to roll down the back window so he could see inside. i told him they didn’t unroll, and i unlocked the door so he could open it. he shone his flashlight in and asked brittney how old she was. i think she was taken by surprise at that, because she paused before telling him “actually i’m 32.” she produced her driver’s license, and he took them back to his car to run them. in the meantime we saw another police car cruise by on this side street. doc said that he figured they were probably heavily patrolling that area for drunk drivers or outstanding warrants, and because we were in an older model car leaving a restaurant parking lot, we might have fit a particular profile. my failure to use my blinker gave him cause to stop me to check for open containers or minors under the influence or whatever they were looking for. a few minutes later he came back to the car, handed me the licenses, and told me to have […]