A few days ago, I went to court for my first (and hopefuly my last), speeding ticket. I quickly found myself in the midst of a mob of people all of whom were guilty of some small charge, or so I thought. I had recieved a ticket for going 46… in a 25, ouch! I thought I had it bad until the judge started hearing the cases of the criminals who were surronding me. I was surrounded by people charged with D.U.I., possesion of Marajuana, and illeageal firearms. It amazed me, there were so many people crammed in to the tiny court room, that there was no room left for privacy. The cases were discused openly on the floor, I heard the details of sevral cases, and at sevral points throughout the course of my waiting, I couldn’t help but to laugh at the stupidity of my fellow man.
On guy was driving home drunk, he spied a roadblock up ahead and realized that if he went through, he would surely loose his licence. He came up with the amazing plan to make a u-turn and eveade the trap. In his drunkenness however, he went into the ditch, took out a mailbox and got stuck. Now instead of being charged solely with D.U.I., he is being charged with1: D.U.I. 2: Attempting to evade Police and 3:Destruction of private property. 
On the flip side, there was a lucky S.O.B. who was pulled over for D.U.I., he had admitted to smoking Marijuana shortly before attempting to drive home. But luckily for him, when they got to the police station, his blood test came up negative. Now he is only being charged with a misdemeanor possesion. In other words: He just saved $10,000 dollars or more, and kept some very nasty things off his record.
(With this additude, and the cost of a D.U.I. averaging $10,000, the D.O.T. treasury is sure to be overflowing soon!)
I wasn’t so lucky, I was found guilty on all charges and now owe a $180 dollar fine, and must attend a $75 dollar defensive driving class. With the price of gas already through the roof, this on top of it makes me mad that the car was ever invented. Wait, I take that back, I love cars. It just makes me want to crawl into some dark cave and die. I am now $255 poorer, which means I have to tell the gf no more dates till I get paid at the end of the month. Oh well, life goes on.
