On My Day Off

Self,

I got my first "fix-it" ticket, a few weeks back for the headlight on my vehicle, Thunderbolt. The officer the issued the ticket said to "just go to the location on the ticket to have them sign off on the correction." It sucks but fine.

The deadline for the ticket was rapidly approaching. However I was holding out until "my money was right" to deal with it.

Then Sunday night I got ANOTHER ticket for the same thing. Now I'm annoyed and just figure fuck it, money or not I apparenly need to have it done. So Monday I get up, go have the light fix, find the address to the courthouse in Downtown LA, pay $7 for parking to go deal with the ticket.

This is the line I had to contend with:

After standing in line for a while.....an attendant tells me that I have to go to the Highway Patrol to get proof of correction. The Bastards. That's not what their instructions say!

Fuck them I just went home and got an extension on the ticket over teh internet....I should've just done that first.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh