I think of myself as a pretty good driver. The police on the other hand, do not.
Yesterday, the day that I had been dreading, came. (The one that had put me in a bad mood all of last week) It was time to head to court to fight a red light ticket. This may not seem like such an offence, but I was nervous to say the least. My stomach was in knots and on Sunday night and I had that feeling I used to get the night before I had to give a big speech in class and had not even begun to prepare myself.
I turned to my BFF, Google, and typed in "How to defend a red light ticket in court". But after reading elaborate advice including 'take pictures from the scene' and 'attend a trail beforehand to get a feel of the judge' I decided that was too much efford and I would just wing it.
As it turned out I had nothing (well not much) to worry about. It was just like a scene out of Judge Judy.
She was hilarious and had something snarky to say to each 'offender'.
My name was called and by this time I had a huge grin on my face from watching this 'reality show'.