I’m not generally known for being one of the luckiest guys alive, but today something happened that probably places me in the lower percentile, as far as luck goes. Last night I dreamed I was getting a fine, and it turned out to be the prophetic dream. In fact, when I woke up it did feel rather prophetic, so I really took the time to check if everything was in order with my car.
Much to my surprise, everything was not in order! I noticed my car insurance had expired, so I decided to rush out and take care of it. Worst idea ever. It hadn’t drove a mere two blocks and I heard a siren – you’ve got that right. In my daze to sort the issue out, I was going too fast. The cop approached me with the customary formalities, and as such he asked for my papers. I handed them out and he went about sorting them over. I was absolutely nervous, but still I figured there might be hope he wouldn’t notice something was wrong.
“Your papers seem to be in order, sir”. I was about to sigh in relief when he added “but you forgot to show me the auto insurance policy”. Talk about luck, eh?