A Lesson Learned (standard:non fiction, 1298 words)
Author: Jeannette Gardner	Added: Feb 02 2010	Views/Reads: 3467/2051	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A true story about a situation that happened to me in the past that I'm not proud of and hoping this will never happen to anyone else!

A Lesson Learned   -    ©Copyright Jeannette Gardner Jan.31/10 

I was in my 20's and living alone in a huge two bedroom apartment above
a warehouse in an industrial area, with a view of a highway.  Yes, it 
was lonely there at times.  It happened one night when I felt 
adventurous.  My friends were busy so I thought I'd venture out alone 
in my 69 Austin Mini. 

Off I went on the highway downtown to a bar where I've been before.  Now
at the bar, I ordered a drink and listened to the music by the DJ 
there.  It was pretty packed and I just took it all in.  A cute guy 
there had his eyes on me, and yes, it made me smile.  He came over and 
offered me a drink which I accepted.  We talked and commented on the 
music.  I finished my drink and I ordered another one while we 
continued talking.   He then bought me another drink, and yes, I 
accepted not even finishing my other one.  He asked me where I lived 
and I kind of told him the general area. He then asked me for a drive 
home as he told me he lived in a nearby neighborhood.  I agreed to 
drive him home. 

We left the bar and I found it hard to walk, staggering a lot, laughing,
and acting silly.  Yes I was impaired and finding it hard to walk and I 
knew I shouldn't have got into my car, but I did.  He got into my car 
as well.   He then pulled out a marijuana cigarette and asked me if it 
was OK if he smoked it.  Not thinking in a straight mind, I said “sure, 
go ahead”.  He started smoking it and offered me some but I said “no”.  
He was still smoking it while we were driving up the ramp which leads 
to the highway.  To my surprise, I noticed flashing lights behind me 
that came out of nowhere.  Wouldn't you know it; a police officer's car 
was behind me and I knew they were telling me to pull over! 

I just kept on driving and driving and driving, and wouldn't stop as I
was really afraid, knowing that they probably knew a marijuana 
cigarette was being smoked.  I told this guy to get rid of it and if he 
had any more.   He said yes, he had quite a bit more! The flashing 
lights were amazing behind us but I kept on driving and too afraid to 
stop.  He pulled out a bag of it and he tossed it out of the window 
slowly, bit by bit until it was all gone, then he threw away the empty 
bag out onto the highway.  Eventually, I decided to pull over to stop.  
 I've never been so scared to death in all my life!  With my car on the 
side of the road I was freaking, just freaking inside! 

The police officer pulled up behind me and he got out of his car to make
his way to my car.  I made sure the windows were down so the smell 
would escape out of my car.  He asked me why I didn't stop like I was 
supposed to. I didn't answer.  He then asked me if I had anything to 
drink.  I said “no”, as I was afraid to say that I did.  He also asked 
what that smell was and I didn't answer that question either, but he 
knew what it was.  We both had to get out of the car and I had to sit 
in the back of his police car while they were talking to that guy.  Two 
police cars were behind me and the next thing I knew, other police cars 
came around with their sirens going and lights flashing everywhere.  I 
began shaking and crying sitting in the back of the cruiser.  A police 
officer came and sat in the front of the car, and asked me if I'd ever 
had a breathalyzer test.  “No” I said, and he noticed that I was 
chewing gum.  I had to spit it out as they had to wait for 20 minutes 
before the test could be given due to the gum which might have affected 
the results. I was relieved of that as I thought it would give me more 
time for the test to be normal.  He started asking me questions about 
this guy, and how long I've known him for.  I told him that I'd just 
met him at a bar and offered him a ride home. 

Finally it happened; I had to blow into the breathalyzer, but I didn't
blow as hard as he told me, so he said that I had to blow harder which 
I was afraid of doing.   I had an angel on my shoulders as it was a 
miracle that I didn't even blow a warning, considering all the drinks I 
had at the bar and could hardly walk to my car before this all 
happened. I think my body went into shock from all that I was going 
through which may be why I didn't blow over.  The officer was also 
surprised by the look on his face, as I knew he smelled alcohol on me 
when he pulled me over.  Who wouldn't!  He also told me that the guy I 
picked up was married with children after they checked him out for 
certain things.  I started crying in front of the police officer and 
was all shaken up.  He also told me I was lucky he didn't have a knife 
or another weapon on him. 


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