You'll never take me alive, Copper!

I drove to work this morning with one headlight out. I was completely paranoid about getting pulled over. I'm looking around me, I'm not speeding, I'm trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Half way here I'm telling myself: Relax, Cindy! It's not like you're smuggling cocaine, it's a headlight! Scared I'm going to end up in cuffs in the back seat of the police car. It's a headlight! Not a dead body in the trunk! Good thing it's still light when I go home, I'd have to call a cab or something, there's no way I could handle the stress. I've been accused of being a Girl Scout and a bus driver, because I like to follow the letter of the law. I swear, sometimes I'm such a goody two shoes I surprise even myself. Oh well, at least you'll never see me on Cops.