Posted by mom of 10 on Wednesday, November 11, 2009
I was leaving the jam, going to the ice cream shop for "after jam". Toolin down the street in my nifty 1984 Ford PU. Then, flashing lights and I get pulled over. Officer says "You've done nothing wrong, your left headlight is out". So I hand over license, registration and insurance card. OH OH, insurance card is expired (I often forget to put my new cards in the car). The cop is shining his flashlight around the interior of the truck. "That your banjo?" he asks. "Yeah". "Do you play it?" "Yeah". "Well, he says, it'd take you a lot longer to find your current insurance card than to play a tune on your banjo, so play me a tune and I'll let you go." So, all squished up in the driver's seat I pluck a little to remember what tuning I left it in. Amodal. So I pick a little Cluck Ol Hen. "That's good" he says, "Can't be all bad if you play the banjo so no ticket."
I related this story to my friends at the ice cream shop. They begin to laugh and tell me who the cop must surely be -- a banjo layer himself. So, banjo to the rescue --- I haven't had a ticket since I was 19, a looooong time ago.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009 @11:30:02 AM
Love the story - thanks for sharing!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009 @1:15:33 PM
I'm going to start carrying my banjo EVERYWHERE I go!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009 @10:02:02 PM
I agree with banjotef. Perhaps I can convince my wife that I need another banjo just to have one in my truck.
Thursday, November 12, 2009 @7:30:29 AM
Way to go Melanie! Great story.... I'm certain there is a song in there somewhere :-)
Kevin G Says:
Thursday, November 12, 2009 @4:45:52 PM
Maybe you can play it for some ice cream, too! Great story.
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