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Clever People Reveal What They Said To Avoid A Ticket That Actually Worked.

There's nothing worse than those moments between a police officer pulling you over and the time it takes them to actually come up to your window, give you a smug look, and ask to see your driver's license. It feels like an eternity.

Here are nine of the best excuses people used to get out of a ticket that actually worked.


Many thanks to the Quora user who posed this question.


1/9. Well, I can only tell two stories which worked.

One was from a friend when we were in high school. For obvious reasons, I still remember it. He said, "I'm sorry officer, I just lost my virginity."

The second was me. I was late for an event in NYC. I had driven up from Maryland (car had Maryland plates). I was making rights on red lights. To boot, I was a prosecutor at the time.

Cop pulled me over. Among other things, he said, "and don't tell me you're from Maryland and didn't know the law."

"Officer, you got me. I was wrong."

He started to laugh, making some reference to the truth, as in something like, "that's the first time I've heard the truth all day." And he let it slide.

Mike Prozan

2/9. I stopped a woman who was going about 50 mph in a 35 mph zone. She explained that she had just picked up her husband from the airport after his Army deployment in Iraq and she wanted to get home quickly so they could make love.

"Welcome home, sir, and y'all be safe getting to the house...."

Christopher Hawk


3/9. I don't know that I know of a "best" reason, but I had a memorable one that has been with me ever since.

I saw a red car running red lights as if they weren't there. The driver appeared to be a woman and it was just past dusk, so it would've been hard for her to say she missed seeing all the red lights.

I finally pulled her over on a neighborhood street and she complied by pulling over the side of the road...


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When I walked up to the driver's side of her car, she rolled down her window and looked up at me with tears streaming down her face. My first thought was that she was going to try to use tears as a means to get out of this ticket.

I asked for all of her information and if she knew why I stopped her and how many red lights she went through?

She looked down embarrassed, tears still streaming down her face and answered very softly "no I didn't."

I asked her why was she crying and if everything was okay?

She replied that about a month earlier her husband had died unexpectedly and suddenly. He was only about 35 and this was her first day back to work.

As she got into her car and began to drive home, she realized this was her first night to drive home to an empty house and the reality of it all devastated her.

At that point I knew I'd be writing no tickets and asked where she lived. I told her I would follow her home to make sure she didn't have an accident and I did.

I walked her inside, talking all the way,asking about her job and home.

Once inside, I asked her to do me one favor and if she ever felt tears coming on again, to pull over to a parking lot, have a good cry and head back home when she could keep her mind on her driving.

Now was this the most dramatic traffic stop I was ever engaged in? No.

But it moved me all the same.

India L. J. Mitchell

4/9. The strangest one was the officer to whom I simply tried to start a conversation, "Hey, weren't you at that event the other day guarding the Dalai Lama?" to which he simply replied, "Oh, you were there too. Well, Namaste Sir, drive safe."

I just looked over at my passenger and said, "Did the Dalai Lama seriously just get me out of a traffic ticket? What can't that guy do?"

Andy Micone

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5/9. My favorite is probably apocryphal. It's about Moshe Dayan, Israel's famous general and defense minister who's most notable feature was his trademark eye patch.

Stopped on one occasion by a policeman for pushing the speed limit, Dayan said with a wry smile: "Officer, I have only one eye. What do you want me to watchthe speedometer or the road?"

Yechiel Kay

6/9. My favorite happened to a friend when the officer himself came up with the excuse, and let him go!

Context is key, so you need to know that this friend, named Bob, was an airline pilot who held an ATP (Airline Transport Pilot license). He also was semi-professional drag racer who held an NHRA license. And, of course, a regular state driver's license.

Bob got pulled over for speeding and a nice gentleman of an officer, who was clearly close to retirement age walked up to the window and said, "You were going pretty fast back there. I need to see your driver's license, your race driver license, and your jet pilot license."

Bob was horrified that the cop had all that info on him. He worried about consequences to his professional and semi-professional careers. He dug through his wallet and finally said to the cop, "Well, here's my jet pilot license. Here's my race driver license. And here's my driver's license."

The cop stared at all three for a bit then started laughing. "I've been pulling people over for decades and, to break the tension, I always ask them for their jet pilot license, race driver license, and driver's license. When they can only pull out a driver's license, I then say, 'Well, that's too bad, because to drive that fast you need all three of those licenses, so I'm going to have to give you ticket. If you had all three I could let you go.'"

"You're the first person who has ever had all three, so to be true to myself I'm going to let you go."

Ron Wagner

7/9. I was northbound on Lake Shore Drive in Chicago in May 2010. I used to work on 79th and Cottage Grove and needed to get to Cook County Clerk's office in the loop. I think the speed limit on Lake Shore Drive is 40 mph. I don't remember how fast I was going, but I know I was in a hurry. I didn't see the cop and he put his lights on somewhere between 39th and 31st street. I pulled over as soon as I saw the flashing lights. I can count on one hand the number of interactions I've had with law enforcement.

He gets out of his cruiser and walks up to my passenger side and I roll down my window. He says "Do you have any idea how fast your going?"


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"Sorry officer, I just got off work and I'm trying to get my marriage license before the Clerk's office closes."

He looked at me me and said "No one in the world would make that up. Congratulations and drive safely."

He didn't even ask to see my ID or check if I had insurance or anything.

Stephen Jacob

8/9. Sun reflected off a skyscraper window downtown Minneapolis and I ran a red.

I blinked once getting through the light and noticed a cop in my rearview (he stopped at the light.)

Oh man! I thought, noticing the red light and the cop.

I pulled MYSELF over.

The light changed and the cop pulled up next to me. I already had my window down. He started the conversation:

"Are you pulling yourself over?"

"Yes," I said. "The sun was in my eyes--I didn't mean to run that light."

He thought about it briefly. "Okay, just be careful." He drove away.

Erik van Mechelen

9/9. I was 19 at the time and had been studying for finals at a friend's house. I'd fallen asleep on her sofa and woke up at just after 3 am. I was still living at home at the time and knew my parents were probably freaking out as I'd not come home by my usual midnight. I didn't have a curfew at 19, but I would always communicate with my folks and let them know if I was going to be late so they wouldn't worry...


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I hurriedly got my books together, got in my car and headed home along a stretch of Interstate 5, close to the bridge that crosses the Columbia River from Portland, Oregon into Vancouver, Washington. There were zero cars on the freeway except for the occasional semi, so I took advantage of the empty road and hauled ass.

All of a sudden, just before I hit the I-5 bridge and seemingly out of nowhere, here comes Oregon State Patrol, on my bumper like white on rice. I slowed down and immediately pulled over. My heart was pounding - I was going 85 in a 55. I had never done anything remotely immoral much less illegal up to that point in my life and was terrified of getting in trouble for any reason.

The officer came to my window and asked if I knew how fast I'd been driving. The only thing I could think of was something my dad would say when my mom gave him a hard time about speeding, so I replied, "I'm just going with the flow of traffic, officer."

He looked around him at the empty freeway and said, "Miss, you're the only car on the road." For some reason my inner smart-aleck thought that would be the perfect time to make an appearance and I said, "Well, I'm setting the pace!"

Thankfully, the officer had a sense of humor. He started laughing and was kind enough to let me go with a warning.

Megan Walker


BONUS:

I and most of the guys I train don't make a decision until we talk to the driver. Traffic offences are not capital crimes and I don't believe they should be used to raise revenue. There are a lot of reason out there that I will accept. I do however verify the story...


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I can't imagine any cop writing a man on the way to the hospital because he son is dying (I have made this stop personally not knowing what was going on until I talked to them). I stopped a car speeding when I was young Officer intending to write a ticket as I walked up to the car.

Guess what I saw... A car full of nuns going to a wedding. Do you think I changed my mind.... You bet I did. I don't write nuns tickets!

Schools teach rookies cops that it is more fair to make the determination based upon the offense. I however believe that thinking does everyone a disservices.

No enforcement decision should be made without talking to those involved, taking a deep breath and do what you think is best to change behavior, protect the public and support the victims.

Enforcement is about people, not arrest number, not tickets, not money, but people.

Anonymous


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