How
R2-D2 Saved Me From A State Trooper
A True Story
Last Sunday (in August of 1999) I was driving home rather briskly, exceeding the
speed limit by generous proportions, and as one would guess I was promptly
pulled over by the state police. The trooper noticed on the dash of my car a
6-inch R2-D2. First thing he said was "I love that Droid!"
Knowing he was a fan, I pulled the best Obi-Wan impression I could muster, and
said, "He is for sale if you want him". The trooper looked
puzzled, but I continued. "You don't need to see my identification..."
The subtle hand gesture was used as well, and I could tell he was getting the
gist. "I can go about my business..." The trooper broke
loose with a wide, carnivorous grin, and I knew I had him.
"Move along..." I said. The trooper aped the response "Move along, Move along", waving me to move along. Unsure if the gag had worked, I hesitated. The trooper at this point was deep in a belly laugh and urged me to get the hell back on the road and slow it down. As ordered, I moved along... Looking in the rear view, I saw him laying back on his hood laughing up into the evening sky.
Saved by the Force!
This was a true story, by the way... and it proves what Obi Wan said about the force's influence on the minds of troopers.