The citationary situation is now unequivocally(1st def.), and reparationally (4th) resolved. The ticket was already dismissed when I went in Monday to check on whether the papers I gave to the JOP [Justice Of the Peace] on Fri. got filed of lost in transit [so to speak].
Friday morning I went to the Hallsville office to turn in my "proof" of getting my inspection done. As I walk into the foyer I notice things and boxes lying around, and the inside of the building seemed to be in various states of dishevelment.(2nd) So I ask the older woman near the door if this is "where I can take care of a ticket?" And roughly the following exchange ensued.
She responded politely "Yes, ...but I don't think they'll be ready for you yet. Hold on let me see -[name of JOP] are you ready to handle tickets yet?" "Probably... not..." the JOP said, -his words conspicuously marked with hesitaion. "But lemme see whatchya got." As I tentitavely began to hand my citation towards him, he approached, even before it was in his hands, he said in a manner much akin to a man who has great knowlege, and who takes tremendous pride in doing well the job at hand, "...It's just a city ticket." Which was like so much music to my ears, reminiscent of the 40's type Bigband era!
Anyway, he asked if I had taken care of it, and I told him yes, and he said Lemme have the receipt and I'll get it dismissed. So I went out to my car and got the receipt, I didn't have to sign anything, he didn't even take my info sheet that said I was supposed to sign and date it.
I came to find out later that the whole office had had to take "all the stuff in here, and put it out there" (in the foyer I guess). "And now we can't find half of the stuff we put out there." This was hardly encouraging now that I think about it, and should have sent up some immediate red flags, as well as when [the JOP] took my papers, he laid them neatly on a chair near his desk. Had either one of those two sheets of imprinted paper been lost [being one receipt, and one pink official State of Texas copy de carbon] I could have conceivably been looking at a warrant for arrest that I would have no defense against. But these are the reasons I went by on Monday. And everything did turn out for the good.
Thanks to all for the support.
-JK
Ow, hre's aa linnk ot az splling errer om Dictyionry.ccom!! What in the Wordl War I?! (linnk) Go to the last entry on the page and look at the #3 definition.
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Just as I started this I was disconnected from the internet, so I'll start over.
Hi Joel. Bummer! Not a fun time. It helps to have a sense of humor to get you through times like that!
Glad you heard from Marcus. How is he doing. Is he coming home soon?
We had closing on the 111 Sunrise property on Thursday. Everything went well. We came out a little bit ahead. Now we need to decide what to do to this place. Just noticed a smell in the basement stairwell today. Suspect it is not a new problem, because there is a stick up air freshener on the ceiling at the top of the steps. Hopefully it will be resolved when we have the radon gas taken care of.
Trip back from Florida was not uneventful. I put my purse on the trunk of the car when we changed drivers and NN pulled off onto I-95 with it on there. When we got to Savannah, I missed it, so we drove back to Exit 58 to look for it. Not there. Called dad to cancel my credit cards and debit card. My cell phone was in the car and I only had about $25.00 in cash in my purse. Thankfully I put some in another bag. The next morning I called the Sheriff's office to report a missing purse, and was told that a truck driver had turned one in. Sure enough, it was mine. PTL! Went back to get it and everything was in order. Need to call the social security office to see if I need to get a new card. People can do all kinds of things with social security numbers.
We drove out to Tybee Island, Georgia. It is a beach close to Savannah. Pretty cool. Nicer than Florida. Not as commercial. Another strange thing happened. When we were on our way down we stopped to eat at a Perkins Restaurant at Savannah. On the way back when we were looking for a room for the night we decided to stay at a Quality Inn. After we got there and checked in we went to the restaurant for supper. As we walked in, I got a feeling of deja vu, and as we got our table, I noticed the waitress looked familiar. It was the same Perkins restaurant we ate at on the way down and the same waitress served us. We had no idea it was the same one when we made the reservation.
They disconnected me from the internet again, so I don't know if I can send this. I'll probably have to write you an e-mail. Love you, Mom
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