I was sitting in my car at a red light, and the woman in front of me bent down to look through some papers in her front seat. She was so engrossed in her search that when the light turned green she didn't move. I was so angry that by the time the light turned red again I was screaming at her and beating my hands on the wheel in frustration. It was then that I heard someone tappingon my window. A police officer, gun drawn, was just outside. "I'm going to have to ask you to step out of the car, sir," he said. Blustering that he couldn't arrest me for throwing a fit in my own car, I was nonetheless escorted to the stationhouse. I spent the next few hours there until the officer finally told me I was free to go.Isn't that great? It's so bloody true!
"I told you you couldn't arrest me for throwing a fit in my own car," I said. "You haven't heard the last of me."
"Ah, but that's not what l arrested you for", the man said. "l was behind you at the light, and I saw you throw your fit. And I thought - What a jerk, but there's nothing I can do about it. And then I saw the cross on your rearview mirror, the ''choose life" license plate frame, and the "Jesus Saves" bumper sticker. And I decided you must have stolen the car."
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