Bev and I decided to head into town the other day, looking for a little adventure and a chance to enjoy some time together. After browsing through a few shops and picking up a couple of items, we stepped outside, ready to head back home. That’s when we noticed a police officer diligently writing out a parking ticket on our car.
As we approached, I thought I’d try my luck and said to him, “Come on, man, how about giving a senior citizen a break?” Instead of a kind response, he simply ignored us, focusing intently on the ticket he was writing. Feeling a bit frustrated, I muttered under my breath, but loud enough for him to hear, “Ar*e Hole.” That got his attention, and he shot me a glare that could have frozen fire. However, he remained undeterred and continued jotting down information for yet another ticket, this time for the worn-out tires on our car.
Bev, always quick with her comebacks, leaned in and declared, “You’re a real Sh1t Head!” Somehow, that just seemed to escalate the situation further. The officer, unfazed and perhaps even inspired by our defiance, finished writing the second ticket and slapped it onto our windshield alongside the first. Then, as if on a mission, he began writing yet another ticket.
For the next twenty minutes, we engaged in this ridiculous back-and-forth. I called him all sorts of names, and in return, he simply continued to write more tickets as if we were putting on a one-man show. With each insult, it felt like our little protest was only prompting him to dig deeper into his ticket book. It was a spectacle, and part of me found it hilarious, even as our pile of parking violations grew.
Finally, just when it seemed like the officer might be set to break some sort of record for ticket writing, our bus pulled up to the curb. As we boarded, I couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. We waved goodbye to the ticket-writing officer, who barely looked up, still engrossed in his craft of law enforcement.
Now that we’re retired, we try to find ways to have fun each day. Life can get a bit dull if you let it, and a little mischief here and there keeps the spirit alive. Whether it’s playful banter with a parking officer or finding joy in the little moments, we believe in making the most out of this lively chapter of our lives. After all, it’s the small adventures and shared laughs that keep us young at heart, no matter how many tickets we might rack up along the way!
