At least I did. Until today.
My husband came home with some official mail for me from the City of Millington. Of course, he broke the law and opened even though IT DID NOT HAVE HIS NAME ON IT (pet peeve #499). However, I'm too pissed right now to even let my ADD interrupt my rant. A-hmm. As I was saying, an official letter in the mail from a neighboring city.
Do you know what the heck was in said official envelope??? A friggin' speeding ticket! No, I didn't get pulled over and forget about it. That, I could stomach. No, this is a ticket written by a damn computerized camera! I was in an area where the speed limit drops from 55 to 40. According to Officer R2-D2, I was going 51 in a 40.
I'm just pissed about the whole damn thing. It's a freakin' racket! I ain't shopping at the Walmart anymore if I have to be on the look out for UFOs (Unidentified Filming Officers).
Technology has just gone a bit too far! If that camera is so damn smart, why didn't it capture a pic of my bank account information and get the money all by itself?
Damn-near fascism...

