Me while driving home at night: What the fuck are you all doing out here? Go home!
I live in a rural area, and my various vocations often required me to be out and about in the wee hours.
Guaranteed that if another vehicle on the road was PoPo, I’m getting pulled over and screened.
First question, always, “What are you doing out here at this hour?”
It’s happened at least a dozen times in the past 20 years. The last 4 times I pulled over before they even bothered to light up. Had all the paperwork ready before they even stopped.
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And the classic “it’s 3am, on a countryside backroad intersection. Surely nobody…”
But yesbody! There it is, a car coming at full speed, exactly at the moment I’m about to engage on what should otherwise be an empty road.
Me going to the store for cigarettes. Also me, playing the Night Call song while doing so.
I’m usually questioning my terrible life choices if I’m driving at 3am.
