This happened today on my way to work. I live in a small suburb community in the very small town where the community college where I teach is located. There's a back road I take to get to work that lets me avoid driving through downtown./bg
So, I make a left off one back road onto another back road that takes me to work this afternoon. Speed limit on most of the road is 45 MPH, with a drop to 30 MPH near the middle school (which is not directly on the road, or it would be 20 MPH). I find myself behind a white Chevy pickup as I'm approaching the middle school, and quickly note he is swerving all over the road, and driving about 60 MPH (which is fast, most speeders keep it down to about 50).
Next we come up to a red light. Turn right, head out to the Interstate. Left, the community college.
Dipwad nearly runs the red light; stops about a quarter way into the intersection. At this point I'm close enough to get his plate and am dialing 911 as I'm pretty sure he's drunk at this point. Light turns green, and we both turn left.
As we pull a few hundred feet down the road to a second light I'm on the line with county 911 and start telling them about the drunk driver. Unfortunately, I'm going straight onto campus, and he's turning left, heading into downtown. County 911 tells me they're transferring me to the Highway Patrol.
The line rings and rings and rings. Dipwad is long gone by the time the HWP picks up.
I give them the description, but the HWP seldom sends cars into downtown. It's usually patrolled by the Sheriff's Department.
So I'm wondering why the fuck I even bothers, since I'm pretty sure Dipwad got away cold.
So, I make a left off one back road onto another back road that takes me to work this afternoon. Speed limit on most of the road is 45 MPH, with a drop to 30 MPH near the middle school (which is not directly on the road, or it would be 20 MPH). I find myself behind a white Chevy pickup as I'm approaching the middle school, and quickly note he is swerving all over the road, and driving about 60 MPH (which is fast, most speeders keep it down to about 50).
Next we come up to a red light. Turn right, head out to the Interstate. Left, the community college.
Dipwad nearly runs the red light; stops about a quarter way into the intersection. At this point I'm close enough to get his plate and am dialing 911 as I'm pretty sure he's drunk at this point. Light turns green, and we both turn left.
As we pull a few hundred feet down the road to a second light I'm on the line with county 911 and start telling them about the drunk driver. Unfortunately, I'm going straight onto campus, and he's turning left, heading into downtown. County 911 tells me they're transferring me to the Highway Patrol.
The line rings and rings and rings. Dipwad is long gone by the time the HWP picks up.
I give them the description, but the HWP seldom sends cars into downtown. It's usually patrolled by the Sheriff's Department.
So I'm wondering why the fuck I even bothers, since I'm pretty sure Dipwad got away cold.

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