Megan and I have gotten to the point where we are able to carpool to many of our classes. Since we are both students, and have minimal scheduled hours for work and an increasing amount of expenses, it is nice to alleviate at least some of the stress and worry associated with finances by combining our commute.
We thought we were pretty smart when on Monday morning when we left home at 7:15 am and car pooled to class. The plan was for me to study after class on campus while she completed her eight hours of work at the hospital across the street. Which worked out swimmingly. She worked and I got a lot accomplished for my first Pharmacology exam.
We left the cities after her shift at around 11:15 pm (or 2315… in nursing time) to head home and collapse into a much needed slumber. We arrived in our neighborhood at around 2345 and we soon noticed that we were being followed by a police officer. Megan immediately became concerned. She knows how officers are in our neighborhood, they seem as though they try to spook you for no reason by driving up close to you and follow you, which is exactly what happened.
I wasn’t worried, I was driving the speed limit, my tabs were up to date, I hadn’t been drinking, and for all other purposes… he had no reason to pull me over. But, he did. A block and a half away from home.
I handed him my insurance, and told him that my ID was in my back pack behind me. After retrieving it I handed it over and he returned to his vehicle. After about 10 minutes of anxiety he returned asking “Do you know of any reason that your licence would be suspended?” I was shocked… there was NO reason my drivers licence would be suspended, I had not received any notice of this and have always paid any ticket that have gotten.
He stated that there was no reason listed for the suspension of my licence, but that I could find out by contacting the DMV. He also stated that even though he was unsure of why my license was suspended in the first place, he needed to issue me a citation… $171.25 worth of citation. I also couldn’t drive the block and a half it took for me to get home. So he had to run Megan’s ID and after clearing her, she was allowed to drive us home… did I mention it was a block and a half away?
Cue shame and doubt. I’ll be honest, I came home and had a self loathing melt down. Megan was wonderful (per usual) I managed to get about 3 hours of restless sleep, and woke up in another self loathing melt down, but needed to pull it together as best I could, as I had a new employee orientation to go to!
The day was tough, but I got paid for it so that helped. And the idea of a brand new job closer to my field is still very exhilarating. More on that soon.
After orientation, Megan swooped me up (forced carpooling) and took me to the DMV where I expected to get some answers about my suspended licence. They lady was able to see every paid parking or speeding ticket on my record. Note all were PAID. And could give me no further indication as to why my licence was suspended. She informed me that I could get it reinstated for a fee of $20 if I went to one of the exam centers, but surprise-surprise they were all closed at this time.
Still looking for answers the next day, I contact the county in which my citation was received. They too could not provide me with any answers as to why my licence was suspended, but directed me to the county that I previously lived in. I contacted them looking for answers, but… you guessed it… they didn’t have any answers either.
So, nobody can tell me why my licence was suspended… but I can easily fork over $20 at an education center to get it reinstated. Makes no sense to me… I am unsure why I would pay to get a licence reinstated, when nobody can tell me why it was cancelled in the first place, but realistically… I need to have the freedom to drive. But you’re insane if you think I am paying that citation. I will need to schedule a court date to contest it, in all the free time I DON’T have, but that is just ridiculous.
I know there is a lesson here somewhere…but right now I am at a loss for what that is. Maybe I am just too confused in the moment or angry at “the man” to recognize it. Maybe it is simply a lesson in humility and patience, who knows. Either way, I hope to have a valid drivers licence in the very near future.