Driving home from my friends house last night, there were suddenly some flashing red and blue lights in my rearview mirror. Apparently my left tail light was out, and I got a fix-it ticket. Which doesn't go on my record unless I don't do anything to fix the issue in two months (I've already told Kevin he has this as a project tomorrow), so my ticket-less record still holds!
But in grand style, when they asked for my registration, I had it still in the sealed envelope from the DMV, on my passenger seat, and not yet on my car. I couldn't find my current insurance information, and all I could find in my glove box were several expired registrations. It was pathetic. I did pull the "I'm eight months pregnant and have no brain" card, and I think that combined with the glove box mess made them take pity on me.
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