Friday Deadline Post

Another Friday, another deadline. I still have Paper 3 to write this weekend, as well as a test for Dr. Evil, as our fellow classmate Irina titled him. You never know what to expect when taking his tests. Sometimes you can score really good because the questions make sense, but then there are times when the questions are so open that, based on your interpretation, your selected answer is wrong, but technically right. I am very, shall we say, vocal about issues, that I could probably make a great lawyer. My quiz question appeals have went unanswered for almost a month now, that I am beginning to suspect, research must of had to be done to find counter-claims against my findings. Which brings me to a story about my past...

Way back in the glory days of summer, I was dating my next door neighbor. I lived in Springfield at the time and this girl was a college student living away from her parents for the first time. I had lived at the apartment complex with my roommate for a few months when one day we had a knock on the door and it was her parents, introducing us to her and her roommate, I guess just to basically see who lived next door to them. We offered to watch over them and if they ever needed anything to just knock and we would be happy to help. It wasn't long before I started dating one neighbor and my roommate started dating the other. So after a few months, I find out the girl I was seeing actually had a boyfriend back in her hometown. I started dating someone else, which I guess made her jealous....but in the essence of being a nice guy, we remained cordial and nice. One night, me and my roommate had a party, and my cars keys were missing. Well, it turned out that she heard me talking on the phone to the new girl I was seeing that I would be by to pick her up after work, that she went to her apartment and took the keys. Well, we shared a balcony, so I climbed over, opened the sliding glass door and in the cover of darkness, located my keys and left the same way I came in. What I didn't know was that her boyfriend was in town, he watched me scamper out, and he called the police to report that I had stolen his girlfriends car. So guess what happened when I returned after picking this girl up???

I ended up spending a night in jail and a court date for auto theft. I had to spend the night in jail because the officer did not want to listen to me explain that it was my car, instead he wanted to mace someone and throw them to the ground. The next morning, I had to appear in front of a judge, bail myself out and then later on, show up to court. I acted as my own attorney, researched the laws on what constituted auto theft and when I got to ask the officer questions, I simply asked him, "How can someone be charged with stealing a car they own?". He said they couldn't, so I presented a copy of the title to the officer, pointed out that in his report it has the same vehicle identified, and then I asked for the charge to be dismissed and expunged, which was granted and I went on my merry way. Brenner 1, City of Spfld 0. This was one of quite a few instances where I was victorious with the law. My wife gets rather embarrassed when I get pulled over on occasion because she knows that I will argue the point with the officer and most of the time, they give up and issue a warning. Out of the last 5 times I got pulled over, I was successful 4 out of 5. Not too bad...

There is also good news about the neighbor girls...Shortly thereafter, me and my roommate moved out, and he continued to see the unattached one, and to this day they have been together for over 10 years.