The Time Ben Pulled a Guy Over…340
Dude, Ben told me about this story once, you gotta hear it…check it out.
Ben was driving to work one day on the freeway when he noticed a truck in the lane next to him swerve dangerously far into his lane. “What the heck is this?” he wondered. He dropped his speed and fell behind the truck in question, mainly because it seemed like the safest place to be. The guy stayed in front of him for a while, and Ben had a long commute back then. Not like now where he has a short commute that takes even longer, thanks to traffic. The guy in the truck was out of control. He would swerve almost halfway into the lane to his right before correcting his course, and then he would swerve into the lane on his left. This dangerous pattern of behavior showed no signs of stopping, and in fact seemed to get even worse. After one particularly bad manuever, Ben decided it was time to take action.
Ben flashed his brights and started honking at the gentleman in question. He looked at Ben in his rear-view mirror and Ben gestured to him that he should pull over to the right side of the freeway. At this time he was driving in the fast lane, so he had to go over about three or four lanes before he made it to the shoulder. Eventually him and Ben were pulled over to the side of the road.
“Fuck,” Ben thought. “Why did I, Ben Johnson, just pull someone over? I’m not a cop. What the hell am I, Ben Johnson, going to do?” Ben didn’t waste much time thinking about it, though, because he didn’t want to make the guy wait any longer than necessary. Ben just started doing what came naturally. Ben got out of his car and walked up to his driver’s side window.
“Sir, are you all right?” Ben asked. Ben pulled a dude over and walked up to his window like he had been on the force for twenty-three years, and was only one week from retirement. To this day, Ben was not sure what his problem was. Ben asked him if he was OK, and if there was anything wrong with his truck. He explained that there was a mechanical problem, and he was going to get it fixed. Ben told him that he was dangerously swerving all over the road, and he better get off the freeway as soon as possible and get his truck fixed. He said that he would, and we went our separate ways.
Ben wonder who he thought Ben was?