Today I went to the police station. A guy who works for me was arrested.
It wasn't his fault. The citation was for "changing lanes."
As a colleague stated, "You don't ask." In other words, the police are the authority, and if they cite you for smiling inappropriately, you don't argue.
The pain of it all is the approximately $50 it cost our organization, having to get the car out of the impound lot and all day in court for him.
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I can't imagine the feelings of being beaten down like that- the arbitrariness of it all. God has a better way.
dm
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