Twenty-two years ago today I got my driver’s license. And two hours later, while wearing my little red, white, and black cheerleading uniform for our first game of the year, I got my first ticket.
I had to hand the officer, a big, burly fella with a paunch stretching his seams, my temporary paper license. I thought for sure that seeing a young cheerleader with her 4 little friends, one of whom was also a cheerleader, would sway him to leniency, but I was wrong. The dude wrote me a ticket, admonished me for breaking the law, and, stiff-jawed, walked back to his police car.
Man, my mother was fucking pissed!! We laugh about it today, but you’d have thought I’d just gotten arrested the way she reacted.
Ever since then, Friday the 13th has always held a special place in my heart.
Happy Friday the 13th, y’all!
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