It was supposed to be a quiet Saturday afternoon in the small town of Millfield when Officer Daniels spotted a car speeding dangerously down Main Street. He immediately flipped on his lights and siren, pulling over the frantic driver. Before the man could even open his mouth, Officer Daniels barked, “Save your excuses! I don’t want to hear it! You’re going to sit in a cell until the chief gets back to deal with you!”
The driver kept trying to interject, “But officer, I can explain-” only to be cut off again. “I said be quiet! You reckless drivers are all the same with your excuses. The chief will deal with you when he returns.” The officer hauled the protesting man down to the station and locked him in a holding cell.
Several hours later, Officer Daniels checked on his prisoner. “You’re lucky,” he said. “The chief’s at his daughter’s wedding today. He’ll probably be in a good mood when he gets back and might go easy on you.” The man in the cell just sighed deeply and finally got to say what he’d been trying to tell the officer all along: “I wouldn’t count on that if I were you… because I’m the groom who was racing to get to my own wedding when you pulled me over.”
Officer Daniels’ face turned as white as a ghost. At that exact moment, the station phone began ringing off the hook with angry calls from the wedding party wondering where the groom had disappeared to. The chief’s voice could be heard roaring through the phone from across the room. It was going to be a long night of explaining for poor Officer Daniels, who now realized he’d just arrested the most important person at his boss’s daughter’s wedding ceremony.
