Braking Cloyce

An old buddy of mine, I'll call him Cloyce just to give him a name, noticed one morning on his way to work that the brake lights were out on his car. I gotta get to work, I'll deal with them this evening, he thought. 

A stoplight caught him a few minutes later. A car pulled up behind him and, as luck would have it, a police cruiser right behind that dude. Ol' Cloyce prayed, if I can just get past the intersection maybe the cops will turn and there won't be a problem.

But the driver behind him decided to be a good Samaritan. He pulled to the right and came up next to Cloyce on the passenger side. "Hey! Hey man! Your brake lights are out! Both of them!"

"Yeah, thanks!" replied Cloyce. It was then the police flashers went on, and Cloyce was pulled over. Thanks for teĺling the police too, he thought to himself. He waited for his ticket.

Fortunately it was one of those 'fix it within 10 days and we'll tear it up' situations. But maybe it didn't have to be that; the guy's heart was in the right place I suppose.