I was alittle scared as I was not only going to be late I had never gotten a ticket.Well he steps to the back of my van and I here him call in my liscence and the guy on dispatch says It clean he then calls in the van plate and after a minute I here another voice on his radio say" Is that the Daylight Dounut man you got pulled over?" he replies "Yes Sir" then I here "Well let him go"
I learned a valuable lesson ,a box of dounuts buys alot of good will
wise advice.... when i was working on camp pendelton, the area i was working
was behind two guard shacks. the second guard shack had this poor guy
standing at attention outside a phone booth sized box, in the middle of nothing.
no shade, miserable hot in july.... so when i'd come back from jack in the box,
i'd bring him a large coke, and a burger couple times a week.... so he was
my buddy.....
i made the mistake of leaving my work van at home, and driving my 300 zx,
and just took the pass from one vehicle, and threw it on the dash of the
other vehicle, without updating pass and id.... :smile:
no problem, my buddy knew me.... until the day i drove up, and there was a
new guy at the booth.... he was dumber than a box of rocks, and got the
pass, and you could see his lips moving as he read the license plate....
then he took his M-16, pointed it at me, and called for the Sargent.....
and to make it worse, i'd left my briefcase, with my photo id and all my
papers and contact info, in the work van at home...
so here i am, with no photo id, fraudulent id for the vehicle, a case of tools,
behind one guard shack, stopped at another guard shack, in the live ordinance
storage area of the base.
at first, the sargent just wanted to impound my vehicle and everything in it,
and put me in the camp stockade, and let the camp commander sort it out
on monday, and this was thursday morning..... it wasn't a good day.
maybe i shoulda brought donuts as well......