It tolls for thee, pigbreath.

MUSIC: Apsci - Bike Messenger Diaries

so when reid and i were on the way to san diego there was a wicked patch of fog for a few miles, like driving through a cloud. during this time i went into some weird toll lane (that i got on by just going straight; the non-toll portion veered off to the right). it was the damndest thing, i guess made for rush-hour. at the time i went through, there were no other cars. so reid says "they'll probly mail you a ticket" and i'm like yeah right.
46 fucking dollars!
for going straight on a road i'd never been on on a foggy friday morning with no traffic in the vicinity. the chrome-plated balls on this state! so i contested it online, and i'm supposed to be mailed an answer within two weeks...which is good since the damned payment is due in about two and a half weeks. and if i don't pay by the 19th?

89 fucking dollars.

i've had some stupid tickets before:
-driving with no tail lights (unbeknownst to me) after my radio was stolen (the first time). yes, you have to pay 10 dollars so you don't have to pay the whole ticket. pair of brass bearings, i'm telling you.
-parking in a temporary no-parking zone who's sign was put up after i parked there but taken down before i returned to my car (seriously)
-parking (for TWO minutes) in a street-cleaning area AFTER the street had been cleaned WHILE my brother was in the car, and returning to the car BEFORE the fucker had even started writing the ticket.

but i think this one wins as most 'tarded ticket.

seriously, what balls.