This is My World

I was thinking about how bored I was with staring at the walls at home when one of my buddies, Big Dan, called and offered to buy me a beer if I went to the Alpine in Tell City, Indiana.  That’s only twenty minutes away and beer sounded good.  With this particular group of friends there is never a dull moment.  So, I went. 

Big Dan’s buddy from work was there.  I can’t remember the man’s name so we’ll call him John. Well, John is from Florida and thinks everyone he meets should act as though they were from Florida, as well.  The problem with that logic is this is Perry County, Indiana and a majority of people haven’t ever been to Florida.  So, his annoying behavior got on my nerves pretty quick.  Fortunately, they decided to walk down to John’s house within an hour and a half. 

Well, watching people play Corn-hole in the Alpine got pretty boring.  So, after one Miller Lite and a Mr. Pibb I decided to drive around a little bit and go home. 

A little ways down the road I was thinking to myself, “I wonder if any other bars have something going on tonight.”  About that time the car behind me lit up in red and blue lights. 

I thought, “What did I do? I’m not speeding and my head lights are on.”

I pulled on over and the officer pulled in behind me.  I rolled down my window and handed him my license and registration.  The officer explained that I had run a red light.  He said it was about to turn green if I would have just waited a second.  Honestly, I don’t remember any light, but I know Tell City and there is actually a major intersection with a stop light about a block behind where he pulled me over.

This being 11:30 on a Saturday night, his next question was, “Have you been drinking?”

I said, “I’ve had one beer.”

That statement led to me having to get out of the car and follow his ink pen with my eyes only.  Then, the breathalyzer.  The first one read zero and he wasn’t convinced.  So, I had to take it again.  When the second one read zero I mentioned that I had a Mr. Pibb before I left.  He explained that one beer should show up as something.  Then, he handed me a warning for the red light.

Thinking back on it this is actually kind of odd that the breathalyzer read zero.  The last time I had one beer the breathalyzer read .02, but I’m not complaining.  I was honest and now he’s doubting the accuracy of his breathalyzer gadget.

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