Optimism Attache

November 12th, 2015 at 12:54 PM ^

No! We have no idea how many shots he had.

The BAC calculator tools online are notoroiously inaccurate and don't take into account things like genetic factors, body fat % and medications. Why do people keep saying he had X number of shots, or [this many] beers. The fact is that we will never know what he was drinking, how much of it he drank, or how long before his test he consumed it. 

RGard

November 12th, 2015 at 1:56 PM ^

I was pulled over doing 105 mph on Interstate 10 in Arizona on New Years Eve (1985  to 1986).  I had a valid without photo Pennsylvania drivers license (I was stationed in South Korea when I renewed it in the mail the previous year) so I handed the State Trooper my DL and then my military ID saying it was my picture ID.

He asked me, "How fast do you think you were going lieutenant?"

I responded, "10 or 15 over something, officer".

He said "We'll call it 15 over the speed limit"

He wrote me a ticket for going 70 mph and handed me a schedule of the penalties based on the speed.  It only went up to 100 mph.

I asked him what happens to folks who are driving faster than that.  He said they go directly to jail.

So I dodged a night in jail and a really big fine.  Best part was I dodged being AWOL as I would not have made it back to Monterey (US military language school) by midnight on the first (when my leave was over) if I had gone to jail.

xtramelanin

November 12th, 2015 at 2:40 PM ^

and it turned out that the guy that pulled us over had a brother in a dept that we occasionally worked with, and we knew the guy.  we were also very apologetic as we had passed the guy in a plain-wrapped unit a light speed and we hadn't noticed him.   then saw 2 marked units coming the other way on I-70 with lights and sirens.   a minute or two later the next thing i hear is my bodyguard saying, 'shit.  rollers.  we're dust''  

xtramelanin

November 12th, 2015 at 3:38 PM ^

it was funny though b/c i had never really told my dad what i did exactly for the office.  he kind of figured it out when a 'buddy' was accompanying me to pick up a truck in detroit and drive back to socal.  dad met us at the airport.  my bodyguard was also the middle linebacker on our football team and had played the same position at K-state.  he looked like sean connery on steroids, with delts up to his ears.  my dad voiced his displeasure to some guy who was smoking right next to a 'no smoking' sign and my buddy went over and fixed it.  dad was pleased.

I think my dad secretly kind of dug my job though.  he professed concern, but deep down at least part of it he thought was cool. 

The Mad Hatter

November 12th, 2015 at 4:33 PM ^

You didn't deny that they exist though.  My clever trap worked.  You should probably write a book though.  

Call it something like...

'Memoirs of a simple farmer that also knows 53 different ways to kill you with his bare hands and who is also found of diesel trucks and procreation".

I'd buy that book.  Hell, I ghost write it for you.

xtramelanin

November 12th, 2015 at 4:54 PM ^

there are at least a few regulars on this site who know who i am and who can attest that i'm just a regular schlep.  a grateful schlep, but a schlep nevertheless. 

JClay

November 12th, 2015 at 11:39 AM ^

Eventually, he tells cops that fellow OSU quarterback Cardale Jones will be picking him up ... and the officers find that amusing. 

As do I. As do I.