OK, Ma'am You Can Go

In which I get stopped by the cops… and I’m saved by my knitting.

SO, last weekend I had dinner at C&C’s and had a couple of margaritas with dinner.  We dined, we watched a DVD (The Bucket List–good movie!) and I left about 9:30pm.

On the way home, I happened upon a Sobriety Checkpoint and when asked, dutifully told the Very Young CHP Officer that, yes, I had a drink with dinner some hours before.

“Please pull over to the area to the right and the other officers there will speak to you,” said the VYCO.  I pulled my car off to the right, where there were official actions in progress involving Old Fat Cops and Big Drunk Man With Wobbly Legs and handcuffs.  There were four big tow trucks lined up to haul away the cars of the Drunk Man and others captured by the attentive law enforcement types.

Did I mention this was a Saturday night?  Big Night Out in my small town.

Anyway, I sit there in my Prius, observing the proceedings, and eventually I get bored. I’m there maybe five minutes, and I’m bored.  But, LO! I have my knitting with me, so of course I don’t remain bored.

The antidote to a DUI--sock knitting

Out comes the Adam’s Sock I’m working on, and I sit in my car with the dome light on, knitting happily away while I while away.

A few minutes later, an officer approaches my vehicle where I have the driver’s window down (it’s hot) and looks in at me, sitting and knitting.

“You’re KNITTING!?” he cleverly observes.

“I’m just killing time waiting for you to get around to me,” I riposte.

He grips the windw frame of my car door, gritting his teeth.

“OK, Ma’am, you can go. Have a nice evening.”

And that’s how knitting saved me from a DUI, which I wouldn’t have gotten anyway but was apprehensive just the same.

The moral of the story:  You can’t be too drunk to drive if you can still knit.

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