Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Veintitrés

A few weeks ago I got "flashed" by a speed camera for the first time. Prior to this event, I had successfully avoided all citations/tickets that usually plague young drivers, so I was in pretty good shape. I was a little nervous, so I spoke with a few friends who have gotten caught by speed cameras. As far as they knew, the ticket would be sent to the person whose name was on the vehicle's registration. At the time, I was driving a car that is registered to my dad. The picture would clearly not look like him, so we could just send in a copy of his driver's license and check the box that says, "This isn't me." (Not the most honest move, I admit.)

So that was the plan. No problem.

Wrong. Of course there was another complication, because if there wasn't, I wouldn't be blogging about it.

The car I was driving also has my mom's name on the registration. And we look so much alike, they aren't going to buy the "this isn't me" excuse if she sends them a copy of her driver's license. So there goes $200. Oops.

The moral of the story is to pay attention to speed limit changes when you get off the highway. Also, watch for signs that say, "Photo Enforcement Zone," because those are *apparently* all over the place. Pshh.

3 comments:

austin.s.martin said...

that's what kris said.

Kris said...

Austin, I'm going to have to ask for some variation in your comments.

austin.s.martin said...

Kris: I just realized that is the 3rd time that I've said that on your blog. In my mind it was the first time, which I found quite humorous that I would think of the same comment on three separate occasions, not realizing I've said it twice before.
All I can say is this: you cannot fault me for being so consistently uncreative.