The police are very active on the last few days of the month around here. I got pulled over by one on my way home from work. I've been sort of courting this ever since I knocked out my headlight two weeks ago. I have an appointment to get it fixed today at 4 pm, no foolin'. It would have been fixed last week, but my mechanic's dad was in town. Then it would have been fixed on Monday but the parts people didn't send the parts because they knew my mechanic was out of the shop. Wednesday I got pulled over, with my gas tank door flapping and my spiffy new tabs ready to put on my plates just as soon as I clean the salt off of them. I guess I should do that today.
It was a non-event. I was going 23 in a 25 zone. I had current license/registration/insurance which is unheard of in these parts. I did the "turn on dome light, make no sudden moves" routine, and said please and thank you and otherwise kept my mouth shut except to note that I was getting the headlight fixed tomorrow. The policeman lady said to have a nice night, and I did.
update: car is repaired!