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Driving back from a gorgeous little restaurant in North Norfolk last night, was stopped by the filth and fined for speeding. Was driving BF's car, which I have been stopped in a few times, but have always managed to smile my way out of it. They weren't interested in the car I was driving, my smile or my very nice dress.
Pigs.
I'm glad to hear that at least some of the Police are doing the job we pay them for. Perhaps if you learnt to drive properly, as opposed to merely operating a vehicle with a complete disregard for the safety of yourself and others, you wouldn't have these problems?
Stopped at tesco after that asked BF to buy me a bottle of vodka, as I was so miffed, he went in and was gone for ages. Came back with a newspaper, half a dozen eggs, milk and a Curly flipping Wurly.
Tw*t.
He understood that you were angry with yourself for having done something stupid, although you won't face up to the fact that this is what you are feeling, instead seeking to transfer that anger to those who stopped you. He decided to help you by not getting you vodka, as he realised that turning to drink as a way of trying to avoid facing up to your self-hate would merely have added to your cycle of self-destructive behaviour.
Who will counsel the counsellors themselves?
