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You should see the looks I get when I go to Starbucks

I stopped by a Starbucks just the other day.

When I came out, there was a police officer furiously scribbling out a parking ticket. I jokingly remarked about how busy a day he must be having to stake out a Starbucks.

The officer let me know, with a glaring stare, that I just cost myself another ticket, this time for a cracked lens.

I told him I was retired, with plenty of time on my hands, and appreciated any opportunity to enjoy the excitment of our court system as it would get me out of the house.

The officer advised that he was happy to help, and started writing out a third ticket for wearing white past labor day, or something.

After questioning whether his mother ever actually married his father, he stuck a fourth ticket under the windshield wiper, got in my face, and convinced me that I had ridden this horse further than I needed to.

I smiled, thanked him, and wished him a safe & happy good day. I knew that I was going to have one.

You see, I had ridden the bus that morning. Besides, that car had an 'Obama/Biden' sticker on the bumper.