tell it to the judge

It was a hot summer night in the year 1994,me and my girlfriend at the time had both been given the boot from both of our cribs.After being booted out on the streets,we landed on the couch of a friend.Our parents had decided to teach us about responsibility.I wasn't really worried because at the time I had a very good job,and just assumed that within a matter of weeks we would have our own place anyway.Here comes the monkey wrench.At the time I was working for Hitachi,I was the quality inspector or quality control or QC.The bad thing about Hitachi was that If you was late over three times than that's grounds for termination.And usually you would be terminated,as a matter of fact,if you was late from your lunch break you could be terminated,lets just say if you got out of bed on the wrong side this morning you could be terminated,because they had a strict policy on everything.I like to say it was usually you're hired you're fired,a complete revolving door.With in the first seven days of checking in to my friends house,my car broke down somehow my electrical system fried.and just like that I was out of work.I call this the curb ball effect,that means when things are getting a little rough life usually throws in something a little extra,something that you could not have seen coming,even if you was looking.

About a month and a half passed and I landed a job washing dishes at the mall,I put my car in the shop and began saving for an apartment.The restaurant I worked at was in the mall which was about two miles from where I was staying so it was a hour walk each day,there and back.But I didn't mind the walk,matter of fact the walk was kind of relaxing.My shift was 4 to close which usually meant I would finish up around one in the morning every night and begin my walk home which usually took about a hour or two depending on what kind of mood I was in.This particular night I was strolling,walking non-chalantly enjoying the summer breeze feeling pretty good,because I had finally saved up the cash I needed to get my car fixed and put the first months rent down on a nice little house,no more sleeping on the couch.It was a good night.As I entered the last stretch of the two miles a straight half mile shot from my friends house,I was passed by ten police cars sirens blaring lights flashing and all."I wonder what happened?"I thought to myself as the police faded off into the distance.My walk was coming to an end.I was about a half a block away from the house when Out of nowhere I heard these words "FREEZE!!!!.... POLICE!" the spotlight is on me and three cars of police have their guns drawn and pointed straight at my chest.I'm standing there with a fatz cafe tee-shirt on,my apron on a fatz cafe hat on my head and a big gulp in one hand " who ever you are looking for....I pretty much guarantee you its not me!" The police lowered their guns and began talking amongst themselves and for what I could here someone had robbed one of the poker machine stores.I'm standing there in the middle of the street with the spotlight on me "excuse me...but can I go now?" They look at me and one of them says "turn that Light off." then another one approaches me and says "Yeah you can go,I just have to run your name in real quick make sure you don't have any warrants on you."I'm thinking to myself lets get this over with so I can go home and lay down.And then it happens,"well,well,well,Mr. Yon,looks like you have a bench warrant out for your arrest." My eyes got real real big and my heart starts pounding in my chest as I scream out "WHAT!?!?? that's IMPOSSIBLE!!!! for WHAT!!??!!??!!" the cop holds open  the back door motions me over "Relax whatever it is its not that bad,its probably a traffic ticket or something like that you can see the judge in the morning pay it and be out."They put me in the drunk tank for the night,I'm sitting in there fuming,my mind racing to exactly why I'm in here " Forty dollars." about a year and a half before that night I was pulled over at a traffic stop and I was given four traffic tickets,two for the exact same thing so I assumed that I only had to pay for three of them because I thought one was a mistake.The morning comes and I am ready to see the the judge so I can pay this off and get home.I enter the court room and stand before the Judge "So Mr.Yon,it appears that you have been on the run for a year and a half."I look at the Judge and I can hear a little bit of anger in his voice " I wasn't running." I respond. "O.K. Mr.Yon,you Owe this court forty dollars,do you have that?" he snarls at me."Yes I have it."I respond "Well you also owe the court Four Hundred and sixty five Dollars for the bench warrant bringing the total up to five hundred and five dollars,DO YOU HAVE THAT MR.YON?" I'm thinking to myself somebody must have pissed in this guys Wheaties this morning "Yes I have that." I respond then the Judge just snaps " Oh! you're trying to be a smart ass!!Well MR. Yon,the court doesn't want your money,I think you need to think about this for about thirty days,"then I snap "what the hell is wrong with you man!?I told you I got your money!" the Judge responds "the court doesn't want your money MR.YON,and for that outburst I'm going to add on sixty days for contempt of court,making your total ninety days to begin effective immediately." Now I am pissed " what the hell do you mean ninety days!!??"the gavel slams "NINETY DAYS get him out of here!" and just like that half my summer was gone,all because I ran across a judge who was in a bad mood.I ended up doing Forty days and they let me out.Think about that the next time you find yourself in front of the Judge.PEACE I'm Audi 5000.