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Thursday, April 14, 2005
5:09:00 PM MDT
" New black boots, new jeans, gives me lead foot attitude Officer." I said today with a mischievious grin.
"Miss, are you saying clothes is the reason you were speeding?" The officer attempted to hide his amused smile by shifting his weight and lightly resting his hand on his utility belt. Which of course contained the handcuffs I was starting to think would be my new accessory of a bracelet.
"Thats my story and I'm sticking to it, I'd be happy to elaborate if you would like to understand, otherwise, it's my plea and I'm prepared to accept my speeding ticket based on your discretion." I know my twinkle of lead foot attitude shone brightly through my eye's.
"Hand over the information, I'll be right back" he sighed. I could have sworn I could hear him laughing as he walked back to his flashing lights.
A few minutes later after I'm sure he's deduced I wasn't an escape from the state mental hospital, or a habitual speeder <no speeding tickets since I was 16> he sauntered back to my Tahoe. I could see instantly he was going to do his best to refrain from laughing, I too could see the twinkle in his eye.
"Miss, you have one shot at explaining to me why clothes made you speed." He said with obvious effort to control laughing at me.
"Thats easy sir, I bought these new stiletto black boots last night, plus these Seven jeans and since the moment I've put them on this morning I've had a bit of an attitude. Much like I'd assume when you put on your black uniform boots, it's all in the mind. So, I've been feeling a bit racy today, and evidently thats came out in my driving too. It's just something that happens sometimes when I wear good clothes sir. Simple really. No excuse and I accept my punishment for good shoes." Twinkle Twinkle goes my smile.
The officer slightly peeks into my window down at my shoes, "Well Miss, I give you points for originality. How about we make a deal, you tone down the racy attitude until your walking, and I'll let you get away with a warning. I liked that one, I really did!" And he finally allowed the smile and laughter to ensue.
And that ladies, is how a really great pair of shoes can be worth alittle racy attitude.
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5:09:00 PM MDT
Lead
"Miss, are you saying clothes is the reason you were speeding?" The officer attempted to hide his amused smile by shifting his weight and lightly resting his hand on his utility belt. Which of course contained the handcuffs I was starting to think would be my new accessory of a bracelet.
"Thats my story and I'm sticking to it, I'd be happy to elaborate if you would like to understand, otherwise, it's my plea and I'm prepared to accept my speeding ticket based on your discretion." I know my twinkle of lead foot attitude shone brightly through my eye's.
"Hand over the information, I'll be right back" he sighed. I could have sworn I could hear him laughing as he walked back to his flashing lights.
A few minutes later after I'm sure he's deduced I wasn't an escape from the state mental hospital, or a habitual speeder <no speeding tickets since I was 16> he sauntered back to my Tahoe. I could see instantly he was going to do his best to refrain from laughing, I too could see the twinkle in his eye.
"Miss, you have one shot at explaining to me why clothes made you speed." He said with obvious effort to control laughing at me.
"Thats easy sir, I bought these new stiletto black boots last night, plus these Seven jeans and since the moment I've put them on this morning I've had a bit of an attitude. Much like I'd assume when you put on your black uniform boots, it's all in the mind. So, I've been feeling a bit racy today, and evidently thats came out in my driving too. It's just something that happens sometimes when I wear good clothes sir. Simple really. No excuse and I accept my punishment for good shoes." Twinkle Twinkle goes my smile.
The officer slightly peeks into my window down at my shoes, "Well Miss, I give you points for originality. How about we make a deal, you tone down the racy attitude until your walking, and I'll let you get away with a warning. I liked that one, I really did!" And he finally allowed the smile and laughter to ensue.
And that ladies, is how a really great pair of shoes can be worth alittle racy attitude.
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I remember feeling like that...I used to have some killer "power outfits". Clothes that made me feel like I could have any man, get any job, solve any crime...LOL It's hard to muster that kind of confidence now. Somehow I just haven't found that killer MuMu or stretch pant. ;-)
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Well, heck, I'm going to keep a pair of those boots right next to me....slip 'em on the next time I have an opportunity! LOL. You are one cool cucumber.
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Rebecca,
I enjoy your versatility! You're a FUN read, a SAD read, a THINKING read, a NOSTALGIC read, AND a BLACK BOOT read!!! So appropriate for SATURDAY night!!! Thanks for making me laugh! Another member of your growing FAN club! lol
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I have a feeling that officer didn`t have a chance......he was blind sided LOL!
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