It never rains, but it bless'ed pisses down.
QFT
They wave me down, so I pull in they start to reverse back, all the other cars are weaving out and in between the two of us. This is the start of it.
Me I will pull in up the road a bit down the side street.
Cop That means I will have to reverse up there or walk up.
So the cars are parked.
Cop Name and address.
Me Why, all you have to do is punch in my registration number and you will get all the info you need.
Cop It doesn't work that way.
Me Yes it does. Enter the plate and it will access the police national database, the DVLA database, the insurance database and MI5's database within 4 seconds.
Cop Where do you get your information, your bless'ed smart.
Me A lot bless'ed smarter then you, going by the glaikit look on your face.
Cop We have a right smart scallywag here.
Me Told your before, a lot smarter than you.
They do their check's me and the car are totally legal.
Me After you have checked my tyres you should check you own.
Cop What do you mean I check the pressure in them this morning.
Me Your back tyre is bald.
Cop No it's not, there is 1.6mm thread on it, I checked this morning.
Me So where are the six tyre wear indicators across the full tyre.
Cop That's it I have had enough of your "ya smart scallywag, I sending a report to the Procurator Fiscal, I'm going to get you done with reckless driving"
Me Are we done here, have a nice day.
His manner and attitude were terrible (I didn't help I suppose), if he had been cool and nice, I would I put my hand up and said guilty I was speeding. There was a bit more said then this to get my back up and the place where they had their speed trap was in the wrong place it should have been in the main street not the access road.