I told my mom I’d let her know everyday where I was headed and when I’d get there, so when I told my mom I was headed from Niagara Falls to Cleveland, she called me on the road to warn me about the upcoming storm and how to drive in rainy conditions.
That’s when an officer pulled me over for talking on the telephone while driving.
I tried to explain the irony to the cop, but got the first of many tickets on this trip instead.
Who would’ve thought? It figures.