Inspections!

So... I have never been exposed to this stuff, but evidently, there are random vehicle inspections here in Saint John. I suppose it makes sense with the annual vehicle inspections but it is not something that I would expect.

I was on my way home from work and noticed that one lane was backed up. I switched into the not backed up lane thinking that everyone in the other lane was turning right, it was rush hour after all... I guess not everyone was turning right.

As I finally got to where my lane was backed up and pulled to a stop I heard a voice through my window. There was a friendly Saint Johnner calling to me. He was cursing lightly about the the road block up ahead. "Road block?!" I asked. Evidently the cops just park their cars in the middle of the road at random times and ask to check your paperwork. I suppose this makes things a little safer with all of the impending vehicle breakdowns due to an enormous amount of salt damage but still... irritating much? The Saint Johnner let me go in ahead of him and I joined the queue.

I did not think much of it until I got close to the front. Uh... my bumper is being held on by rope... I wonder if the cops would overlook that... probably not...

Just when I was starting to worry I noticed the line starting to move... the cops had decided that it was time to move on and fortunately it was before I got there... I saw the fuzz breaking up and we got through scott free.

Well... everything happens for a reason, and I think that this whole experience was a sign from God/The Universe/Evolution that I should take Jerusalem into the Car Doctor. I don't need the bumper fixed... I just need it to stay on without super conspicuous ropes being attached... so... yeah...

Appointment booked. Crisis averted. Take that the fuzz.