Poor Chicky. She just can’t seem to catch a break lately.
You might remember when she went over on her cell phone minutes? I blogged about it here.
Last night, Chicky spent a couple of hours at a friend’s house. As always, she texted me before she left. Her curfew on weeknights is 10pm. She’s only been late once, and it was only by a couple of minutes.
When I saw the clock digits hit 10:15, I sent the Mr. out to look for her. We live in a small town, and it doesn’t take long to get places…especially at that hour.
Five minutes later, they both walked in the door.
Why was Chicky late?
One hint…

Yeah.
She was getting her first ticket.
She had made it into our neighborhood. The first thing you encounter after going down a short strip of road is a stop sign.
Across from the stop sign is the neighborhood pool with a parking lot in front of it.
A cop had parked himself in this prime location.
When Chicky arrived at the stop sign, she eased into her turn without making a complete stop.
It was at that point when the lights on the cop car came on.
She knew she was done for.
I’m sure my many warnings to stop completely at stop signs echoed in her head as she waited for him to write the ticket.
Her heart fell when she saw the fine: $160.
She’s always been a safe driver, and yes, she knows that stopping at stop signs is vital. She was in a rush to make curfew (she knows to leave a few minutes earlier). It was hard to stay mad at her. I think she was more mad at herself.
It was another expensive lesson. I think this one will stick.
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