My courtroom

I love going to court. Okay, well maybe I don't love it... but I do find the stories people tell in court to be quite entertaining.

For example:

Judge: Ms. Lindsay Nichols, I see you're here on an expired tag violation, is that correct?

Lindsay: Yes, sir.

Judge: Can you pay the $75?

Lindsay: What?

Judge: Can you pay the $75 fine today in court?

Lindsay: No...

Judge: Alright, we'll give you time to p.... oh wait, I didn't read far enough. It also says here that you're charged with "Altering a License Plate", which is a felony. I recommend you speak with the solicitor.

Lindsay: Oh.

You just made my day Lindsay! Of course, you also get those kids who are under the age of 18 who come to court without a parent.

Judge: How old are you, ma'am?

Girl: 17

Judge: Is that your parent sitting next to you?

Girl: No, this is my boyfriend.

Judge: Well, that's just not going to work.

Girl: My dad is a drifter.

Judge: Come again?

Girl: My dad is in and out of town & my mom lives in Ohio.

Judge: *sigh* Talk to the solicitor.

The girl was so chirpy during the entire interchange too; it made me wonder if she took anything seriously. Anyways, it's little quips like this that make sitting in court for an hour almost bearable.