kraziness
03-03-2006, 02:47 AM
So, first off, I bought my Civic used, with one of those "ghetto"/performance mufflers. I didn't really care about it either way (except for the punks always trying to race me). I've been pulled over and had numerous accidents and have never had a problem in my 4 years of ownership. My friend was borrowing my car and got pulled over for speeding and the cop gives him a ticket for an illegal aftermarket exhaust :dunno: (never heard that it could be an issue).
1. The ticket gives me no information- who to call, what I'm suppossed to do, what was illegal, NOTHING :unsure:
2. I call the clerk of courts and they tell me that if I got a ticket for an illegal exhaust, it's illegal, I need to take it to a garage and they'll do what needs to be done. :wtf:
3. I get it fixed and go in to the Sherrif's dept. to get it "inspected" to prove I fixed it and be done with my problems. The deputy (who incidentally looks almost identical to a somewhat famous middle aged black actor from the 90's). He looks at the ticket, looks at me, back at the ticket, back at me and asks me what the problem is. I explain and he gets an attitude:
cop: "I can't read this ticket."
me: yeah, tell me about, I couldn't even figure out what I was suppossed to do, I had to call 3 different places before they told me to come here. :|
cop: "Well, how am I suppossed to 'inspect' your car if I don't know what I'm looking for?! :madani: "
me: :unsure: "well, uh, it's for a muffler, I got it fixed... other than that, I don't know."
cop: "Well, there isn't anything I can do if I can't read this ticket"
cop: (looks and sees someone standing a ways behind me waiting patiently) "you're gonna have to wait! I'm busy :screams: "
me: " Well I didn't write the focking ticket so take the attitude elsewhere!!! I'm trying to take care of things in a timely fashion!"... ok, what I really said was "well, what am I suppossed to do?"
So he sends me across the city to Highway Patrol :mad: , they're ready to send me elsewhere :wigglypea: ... I had to drive across town 4 freaking times today because nobody would freaking just clarify the ticket, inspect and let me pay my freaking fine :screams: ! I finally had to track down the Highway patrolman, ON THE ROAD catching speeders and ask him to rewrite my ticket. After he signed my ticket, before I was back in my car, the dude had freaking clocked someone (ALREADY) and jumped back on his bike and was off to pull someone over. :rolleyes:
1. The ticket gives me no information- who to call, what I'm suppossed to do, what was illegal, NOTHING :unsure:
2. I call the clerk of courts and they tell me that if I got a ticket for an illegal exhaust, it's illegal, I need to take it to a garage and they'll do what needs to be done. :wtf:
3. I get it fixed and go in to the Sherrif's dept. to get it "inspected" to prove I fixed it and be done with my problems. The deputy (who incidentally looks almost identical to a somewhat famous middle aged black actor from the 90's). He looks at the ticket, looks at me, back at the ticket, back at me and asks me what the problem is. I explain and he gets an attitude:
cop: "I can't read this ticket."
me: yeah, tell me about, I couldn't even figure out what I was suppossed to do, I had to call 3 different places before they told me to come here. :|
cop: "Well, how am I suppossed to 'inspect' your car if I don't know what I'm looking for?! :madani: "
me: :unsure: "well, uh, it's for a muffler, I got it fixed... other than that, I don't know."
cop: "Well, there isn't anything I can do if I can't read this ticket"
cop: (looks and sees someone standing a ways behind me waiting patiently) "you're gonna have to wait! I'm busy :screams: "
me: " Well I didn't write the focking ticket so take the attitude elsewhere!!! I'm trying to take care of things in a timely fashion!"... ok, what I really said was "well, what am I suppossed to do?"
So he sends me across the city to Highway Patrol :mad: , they're ready to send me elsewhere :wigglypea: ... I had to drive across town 4 freaking times today because nobody would freaking just clarify the ticket, inspect and let me pay my freaking fine :screams: ! I finally had to track down the Highway patrolman, ON THE ROAD catching speeders and ask him to rewrite my ticket. After he signed my ticket, before I was back in my car, the dude had freaking clocked someone (ALREADY) and jumped back on his bike and was off to pull someone over. :rolleyes: