Busted

I got busted out by a very handsome police officer while moving through this morning's rush hour at a snail's pace. I was eating a graham cracker, talking to my mother on the phone (hands-free), and looking at the front page of the daily paper with one eye while keeping my other eye on the car in front of me. Officer Friendly pulled up next to me and gave me the hard stare and motioned at the newspaper perched on my steering wheel. I smiled sweetly at him and put the paper down.

Had he pulled me over for a reprimand, I would have explained to him that I've gotten very good at multi-tasking in my vehicle ever since I rear-ended someone last year.