speed dawg said:
59 in a 35. I went ahead and told the guy the truth since I've had this particular experience before and the truth is the way to go. I mean, if you're wasted, you're screwed anyway. If you're on the line like I was tonight, best to just tell the truth.
I have no clue if I would have passed the breathalizer, but I knew I wasn't sober. It would have been close. I wouldn't have even driven, but I was only 10 minutes from my house.
Either way, that was my wake up call to quit speeding and driving while even drinking a few. It really never dawned on me how your life can change just that quick. I mean, if I was to wreck and kill someone, I'm not going to jail for disturbing the peace, I'm going to pound me in the ass prison for manslaughter.
Really not worth it at all.
Seconded. I had my "wake-up call" last summer.
In my episode last summer my car stalled out 30 feet short of a parking space while bar hopping and I couldn't get it restarted, so I just put it in neutral and started to Fred Flintstone it into the spot to deal with it later. After about 15 seconds the flashers lit up, and when the cop gave me the breathalyzer I blew .165 which is over twice the legal limit, and thought for sure I was fukked. I started chatting with the cop just and trying to be collaborative about solving the problem with me being on the road and having a disabled vehicle, keeping in the back of my mind the notion that he never actually witnessed me operating the vehicle. He gave me the option of getting a tow truck but said that if I couldn't find one in 5 min I was going to jail. Fortunately I was lucky enough to secure a nearby one and get my car loaded up to haul me away. Absolute fukking miracle I didn't get arrested.
There were several lessons from that whole ordeal:
1) I was a good drunk driver, which had enabled me to get away with it without a problem for years. Ultimately it was the 'sh1t happens' factor that caught up with me, not getting pulled over. I'm guessing this is a common story. For every person that you see on those police shows driving down the center of the road at half the speed limit who can't stand up, I'm guessing there are 30 more who got busted due to a circumstance which interrupted their commute from the party.
2) Until seeing the breathalyzer reading, I had no idea what constituted "the legal limit", and always assumed I was well within it. Not even close. Just like the new public service campaign says, buzzed
is drunk.
3) This really is a problem the way society is set up to handle the issue of transportation to and from places & events where alcohol is served. Promoting the idea of a designated driver to prevent drunk driving is like promoting abstinence to prevent pregnancy. It sounds good in theory, but is not realistic. Two drinks is my maximum now if I'm driving.
4) I need to start developing a lifestyle where my social life does not revolve around getting blitzed and staying out all night. Until that incident I hadn't stopped to consider how much of my time & talents have been wasted on hardcore partying. This is still a work in progress.