I was issued 5 tickets for passing a stopped school bus with absolutely no paper work on my '94 Acclaim. The officer was in a bad mood, and declared that he was gonna "get me for everything I can".
As I approached the judge on the morning of my appointed court date, I was met with a cold heart mirrored by an icy stare. "Do you wish to contest these tickets?" he demanded.
"Yes, sir." I timidly answered.
I was rudely assigned a trial date, and told to exist stage left. A tearful call to my mother and the desire to end the ordeal prompted me to return to the crowded court, to see if they could reduce my $1,500 in fines.
The bailiff gruffly informed me that I would have to wait until the other fifty or so other not-so-impressive-looking people had been served. However, something changed drastically once I set my book on the table.
Dripping with congeniality, the judge reduced my fines by 75% and asked if there was anything they could do for me. Could it have anything to do with my book on the Masons?
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wow is that a true story?
The power of the masons is amazing. I worked at Sprint with two masons....one was the manager, the other a sales rep. The sales rep repeatedly missed sales quotas, but was NEVER reprimanded or fired. There were several incidents where write-ups were due, but none ever given.
It was amazing to see how cordial these guys were to their fellow "brothers" that would do business at our store.
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