It was a cold and rainy Friday, when I decided to go and pick up a couch that was to be given to me. It was located in Arlington, which I thought was only twenty minutes away... Mistake # 1.
I rented a U-haul and a friend joined me in my trip to pick up the couch. With my trusty GPS in hand, we proceeded to make our way to Arlington. Traffic was heavy as it was rush hour, so we took what I thought were the back roads. My friend was enjoying the trip (he wasn't driving, which I don't blame him) and telling me how he had been to some of the restaurants we were driving past.
I began to take notice of a few of the buildings and had a funny feeling that they looked familiar. It wasn't until I recognized the Red Cross building on my right that I realized we were about a block away from the White House. I thought that my GPS must be messed up or something because there I was in a 10' U-haul truck in downtown DC... Mistake # 2!
It was just a few moments later that I heard police sirens, which isn't unusual, and started pulling to the side to make room. That is when I noticed that they followed me to the side. I started to get a little worried, I had no idea what I had done! I was scared to death that they were going to throw me out of the car and handcuff me!
I rolled down the window and watched as the two officers walked up both sides of the truck, I swear I was sweating bullets! The officer asked if I knew why they pulled me over, to which I responded a quick NO! The officer stated that it was illegal to drive a truck on 17th street, my stomach dropped!!! I told him I was so sorry I had no idea, he asked where I was coming from and where we were headed. I was so nervous I told him my old house in Derwood then corrected myself and stated Silver Spring, probably not the best thing to do. The officer then asked what was in back of the truck. I explained that I was going to pick up a couch and didn't have anything back there except the dolly. He asked if I would show him, so I climbed out of the truck and went to open the back.
On the way, the officer explained that had I been block or two over that ballists would have been raised and the truck permantently taken out, these laws where made after 9/11. Which is when I realized this Friday was indeed the 8th Anniversary of the attacks. I said a quick prayer of gratitude that my stupidity hadn't landed me in bigger trouble! I asked him how I got off 17th and he explained that I already turned off the road. I was so grateful to come around back and see my friend there to help me lift the door, my hands were shaking terribly! We showed both of the officers the truck and then the officer asked for my license. I went up front and turned it over to his waiting hands.
Sitting in the truck waiting was awful! I was picturing a $1,000 fine and time in jail... Finally, I saw both of them in the mirror coming up both sides again... This is it, AH!!
The officer stated that there was a $75 fine and two points would be removed from my license. In my mind after thinking of $1,000 fine, a $75 fine wasn't too bad. The officer stated that he wouldn't give me a ticket, but I received warning to watch for signs of where trucks couldn't go. I thanked him and said another prayer of gratitude for the officer's kindess!
We were off again to get this couch, Adam was on alert for trucks signs! We started heading towards the Pentagon and Adam mentioned that if pulled over here not to mention we had already been pulled over a few blocks away! Ha ha!
Luckily, we found the house and were able to pick up the couch. On the way home, the GPS again took us on back roads and I ended up turning it off... Mistake #3! Signs here on the East Coast are CONFUSING!!! I already don't know which way is North/South/East/West! Needless to say, we made it home shoved the couch into the elevator and through my door! So, I now have a couch!! It only took five hours, two starving movers, non-working GPS and one large U-haul truck!