Only traffic related with a $1,500 USD bond, of which I only had to pay 10% cash to get out, stemming from a incident from last August that I've fully detailed on this forum before.
I was pulled over after dusk for having the license plate lights out. A routine check revealed that I had my license suspended, of which I was aware of though I did get a notice from the state stating that that would be case if I didn't take care of the previous tickets. I thought that was taken care of when I contacted the courts to find out why I have not yet received a court date. The problem was on their end, for they had my address wrong. A new court date was set (coming up) and I needed not to worry.
But that doesn't explain why this minor incident took so long tonight, for I just now got home.
It was mandatory at this point for the arresting officer to arrest me. Totally understandable! Then the pat-down took place. Guess what the officer found on my person that lead to having the dogs, of the K-9 persuasion, to be called in? Drugs, you answer? Try again! I'll give you a hint. It wasn't because I had a pocket full of bitcoins. If I had, then I would have been home a lot earlier. I had cash. A big fat wad. In fact, two big fat wads in two pockets, not counting what was in my wallet. Cash I was going to use to purchase old barn wood. That's what I told the officer when he asked me why I would have thousands of dollars in cash on a Sunday evening. Did you know that having over X amount of cash on your person in the state of Illinois is probable cause for having your vehicle search. I'm not sure what X is, but I'm pretty sure I was over it.
At any rate, the officer(s) (now three squads plus the K-9 unit) thought they caught the "Tatar", and proceeded to go over every square inch of my poor truck. I pity the dog, for I'm sure he (maybe it was a she) got a snut full of 100+ year old musty smelling barn wood dust.
So there I was, a couple hundred miles away from home, going to jail, and the truck is going to get towed, all stemming from a woman, who back in last August felt like I pulled out in front of her and she needed to call the cops. I state that to show another example of the butterfly effect--peoples actions, or the lack thereof, means things which can and do have a multiplying effect, hence the term, but I digress.
At the police station, although they found nothing in my truck, they kept bringing up all that cash I had on me. It got to a point that the other officers where now joking about it. One said something, but I didn't quite hear it all, but it had something to do with my first name Bruno and maybe I was an Italian, making a connection somehow, maybe, that Italian plus the excess money equals mafia. Again, I didn't catch it all, but felt that that was the gist of what he meant.
To finally convince them that what I was stating was factual, I invited them to call the Sandwich Police Dept. and ask them if they knew me and of the line of work I was in. I assume they did just that, for shortly afterward, I was getting processed out.
At any rate, I got out, got a cab from that fine County Seat to the next town where my truck was tolled, and doled out another $150 to get it out. It looked like the officers took time to go through it again after I was taken to jail, for it really was disarrayed. But guess what they missed, that I even totally forgot was in the truck, but in plain site, and probably one of the first things they should of checked. Inside an Advil bottle were 9 750mg Vicodins that I keep as a back-up for if a kidney stone flares up. Not my prescription, but some others, purchased from the black market (not SR, but from a friend of friend--you know how it works). I'm sure they would have nailed my
The only other thing that happened earlier today what that I saved a dogs life, and later, nearly hit a deer--had to break hard.
How has everybody else's day been?
~Bruno~