One for the Record, Part I

So tonight had to be one of the strangest nights of my life. Side note* I just recently moved back to the town I went to high school in to live with my grandparents for a semester. It all started at about 9:30 when I decided to go rent some movies at blockbuster. Dunkin' Donuts is on the way so I decided to go visit my sister at work before they closed the lobby. The visit lasted about 10 minutes or so, and then I was off to the video store. In the half mile or so before I got there, I noticed a cop who started to follow me. I didn't think anything of it at first, but then he followed me into the parking lot. After I parked I casually got out of my car with the dvds I was returning, and before I could take a second step he shined his flashlight in my face and said, "Excuse me, I noticed your exhaust is a bit loud." I turned to him and quickly explained that something small had fallen off the underskirts of my car a few days ago and that I hadn't been able to get it looked at yet. He then proceeded to ask for my license, registration, and proof of insurance. Unfortunately I had only one of three. I was surprised that I didn't have the updated insurance card, but even more surprised to hear that my license was suspended. After taking twenty minutes or so to fill out his little report in his car, he came back to my window and handed me a sheet of my offences and a court date. I don't think that there was a ticket, but I could be wrong; that's the last thing I need right now. He briefly described the court date and that I could be arrested if I was caught driving again. He said he needed to keep my drivers license, and then left me stranded there. After he pulled away, I sat there for a second, picked up the movies, and walked into blockbuster as if nothing happened. I had just been there the previous night so I already knew what I wanted, but I decided to walk around the perimeter anyway to pick out movies for next time. After checking out I walked back into the parking lot and laid my hands on top of my car for a couple minutes while scanning the parking lot and surrounding area. I must have seen three or four cops in and out of the lot, so I decided it was a bad idea to risk driving back myself. I put my movies in the trunk since my car doors don't lock (yes, my car is that amazing) and headed to stop & shop to use one of their payphones. After wasting a buck trying to get a hold of my sister, I sat down on a ledge near the carriages outside of the grocery store and pondered some more, not only about my current situation but my life. If I smoked, this would have been the perfect time to pull out a cigarette. After a bit of thought I figured it couldn't hurt to just walk back since it's only a couple of miles or so. Getting stopped by the policeman only set the tone for what was yet to come.