My friend and his family were headed to the mountains to ski one weekend. They were making the trip with another family from their neighborhood, and everyone was excited about getting to the slopes. Excitement turned into anxiety, however, when my friend noticed the red, flashing lights of a police car in his rearview mirror. The police officer pulled both vehicles over and went to my friend’s car first.
“Sir, are you aware of why I stopped you?”
“Yes, sir, officer. I was speeding.”
From the back seat came the vociferous voice of his five-year-old daughter, “My daddy’s a speeder, Officer! He speeds all the time. I tell him not to but he does it anyway. You should arrest him, Officer.”
The police officer looked down at his ticket pad and began to chuckle. “Wait here for a minute,” he said and returned to his squad car.
While the officer was at his car, my friend’s wife tried to convince her daughter to be quiet. Despite the possibility of a ticket, my friend told his daughter, “No, it’s okay. I was speeding, and I shouldn’t have been.”
A few minutes later, he returned and knocked on the daughter’s window. When her parents lowered it, the officer asked, “Young lady, is your daddy a speeder?”
“Yes he is. He does it all the time even though I tell him not to. You should take him to jail!”
The police officer gave my friend’s daughter a police badge sticker and told her to make sure her daddy doesn’t speed anymore. To my friend he said, “You know, it’s been a long time since I laughed at a traffic citation stop. You’re off the hook for this one.”
Between the two families, a daughter’s candidness saved them over $500 in fines. I guess honesty does pay.
(S – A special thanks to Sydney Epstein for keeping her daddy honest.)