Picture Day
Back when I was in high school, my aunt and uncle were getting divorced and it wasn’t pleasant. The aunt was the type of person where her kids couldn’t do anything because she never let them.
During the divorce, my uncle got custody until things were better settled. During that time, the female daughter joined cheerleading, which had always been her dream but her mom wouldn’t allow it.
One day, my mom, who works at the school, got a notice from the office that the mom had just come and pulled the kids from class that day and the whole family panics because she had mentioned grabbing the kids and leaving the state.
They finally found them and the daughter was distraught because it was picture day at school and she wasn’t going to get her picture with the team to go in the yearbook. I get pulled out of class and head to grab the kids to bring them back to school as their dad hadn’t made it out of work yet.
I grab the daughter and tear it back to the school going 75 in a 35 never traveled side street. I end up getting pulled over by the only cop that is ever on that road. I panic and explain to him the whole situation and he walks back to his car for a moment.
I end up getting let off because he had just pulled over my uncle going the other direction, at the same speed, with the same story.