Schadenfreude

So I’m driving back from the grocery store late last night. I’m stopped at a red light in the center of town, waiting for the trolley crossing gates to open. I notice that the La Mesa PD has pulled over a guy in a nice new Lexus.

He’s standing on the curb, in the rain, and the cops are giving him a field sobriety test, which he is very obviously failing. (Useful tip for drunk drivers: “I’m too drunk to walk, so I had to drive” is probably not a good excuse.)

A quite attractive but very wet woman, presumably the passenger, is standing next to the police car, apparently arguing with another cop. It appears she’s about two seconds away from wearing handcuffs herself, which will very definitely not match her ensemble.

As the trolley gates went up, and the light turned green, and I headed on my way, I burst out laughing as I noticed the license plate on the Lexus: CU NV ME.