So, funny story.
Last night on my way home from work, a police car pulled me over.
This is where it gets intense.
The guy asked me for my information and then he asked my about my tail light, okay. It’s not out, but the red tape I had over it was apparently fading so now it was looking white. He took a few minutes copying down my information I guess and then when he came back he told me to just get it fixed when I can.
What was worse?
‘Oh no, he’s hot!’
My life is slowly turning into Bridesmaids…