.. because I have a COURT DATE!

Many moons ago I was pulled over by the police and handed a traffic ticket for having tinted windows and also turning right at 11:03pm on a Saturday night. Full of my usual righteous outrage, I decided I was going to dispute the ticket in a scenario that was much less hilarious than I hoped. I waited and waited and waited and eventually forgot all about it, because it seemed the city could not care one way or another that I owed them money and wanted to fight about it.

Then I received a Notice of Hearing Date!

On February 11th at 9:30am, I get to go to court and tell them my reasons for not wanting to pay the stupid ticket. I am very excited about this. As a good suburban city girl without a lust for criminal activity, my closest brushes with “the law” include such shockers as minor vandalism (dropping eggs off a parkade roof), being a witness (one car accident, one bear spraying aftermath), and being a victim (Aquaman went on a rampage and shelled the door and boothatted our car). Oh, and there was that one time the cops came to my bachelor suite because people thought I was dead, and that other time we were surrounded by 5 cop cars and multiple police with their guns drawn and ordered to put our hands up, but that’s it. As well, my knowledge of what happens inside a courtroom is limited to what I’ve seen on Law and Order and Judge Judy. The whole experience is new to me, and new things are awesome. I get to go to COURT! HOORAY!

I am highly amused at how excited I am about this. I clearly need to get out more.