Motorist (Solicitor) runs a Stop sign and is pulled over by the local
Garda station's new member of the Garda Reserve (a GR).
Being a smartass, he thinks that he has to be sharper than any make
believe cop.
He decides to prove this to himself and have some fun at the GR's
expense:-
GR "Licence please."
Solicitor "What for?"
GR "You didn't come to a complete stop at the Stop sign."
Solicitor "I slowed down, and no one was coming."
GR "You still didn't come to a complete stop. Licence please."
Solicitor "What's the difference?"
GR "The difference is you have to come to complete stop - that's the law.
For the last time, licence please!"
Solicitor "If you can show me the legal difference between slow down and
stop, I'll give you my licence and you can give me the ticket and points.
If not, you let me go - no ticket, no points."
The GR is starting to lose patience but manages to keep cool.
You can tell that he got a good two weeks training in Templemore and has
learned well.
GR "If you insist. Exit the vehicle, sir, and step off the road. We
wouldn't want you to be hurt by passing traffic, now would we, sir?"
He then takes out his baton and starts beating the living s**t out of the
solicitor - all the while repeating:
"Do you want me to stop, or just slow down?"
Garda station's new member of the Garda Reserve (a GR).
Being a smartass, he thinks that he has to be sharper than any make
believe cop.
He decides to prove this to himself and have some fun at the GR's
expense:-
GR "Licence please."
Solicitor "What for?"
GR "You didn't come to a complete stop at the Stop sign."
Solicitor "I slowed down, and no one was coming."
GR "You still didn't come to a complete stop. Licence please."
Solicitor "What's the difference?"
GR "The difference is you have to come to complete stop - that's the law.
For the last time, licence please!"
Solicitor "If you can show me the legal difference between slow down and
stop, I'll give you my licence and you can give me the ticket and points.
If not, you let me go - no ticket, no points."
The GR is starting to lose patience but manages to keep cool.
You can tell that he got a good two weeks training in Templemore and has
learned well.
GR "If you insist. Exit the vehicle, sir, and step off the road. We
wouldn't want you to be hurt by passing traffic, now would we, sir?"
He then takes out his baton and starts beating the living s**t out of the
solicitor - all the while repeating:
"Do you want me to stop, or just slow down?"