So here is a story for our part time fuckboy.

About a month ago, I was in a line of 7 cars going through a stop light headed towards the interstate from a wealthy little village.

Two cars in front of me, I saw a fucktard in an orange explorer pass FIVE CARS in a no passing zone in one go, into oncoming traffic, during BLIZZARD conditions (200 ft visibility MAX), on icy roads, and almost lose control crossing through the center line snow pile...... Before cutting back into traffic and cutting off the prudent lead vehicle driving 30 mph.

Insert instant justice GET FUCKED music as I immediately lights/siren stopped him - only one car rolled down their window and cheered though.

A gentleman with his second home in the wealthy area told me he is very well known and that he is late for a flight to Florida. He asked me easily TWO DOZEN TIMES (not exaggerating - he YELLED it at me as I walked back to my squad with his head poked out his window) "Can you give me some consideration? I really need some consideration." after he told me he didn't know why I stopped him.

I gave him an Egyptian scroll of tickets and then he asked for my name, badge number, and supervisor's name and phone number.

He confirmed my choice in writing him the tickets when, after giving him all the info he requested, he called me a worthless piece of shit to my face.

I told my Sgt about the stop before even clearing. Minutes later, my Sgt called me back saying Fucktard Bigbucks called to try and complain. Sgt didn't accept the complaint.

Later that day, Sgt gets a second phone call because I made Dicklicker McFuckface miss his flight.

GOOD!