GD Dougl-ASS County Sheriff's dept! I was taking my daughter to her dance school this afternoon, minding every traffic law, and merging onto the main road going through town. Before I can merge, I blow an IC hose ($(@)%{:content:}amp;!@#(*{:content:}amp;!@*(#$@#!!!!) and realize that I don't have enough power to merge. So, I hit the hazards and roll on through the end of the merge section, which turns into an 'only' lane... trying to be safe. Boom... Sheriff's squad-car is on my butt before I can even blink, lights flashing. I'm thinking, "Wow, how nice... he realized that I was having some kind of mechanical issue and is here to help." So, I make a turn onto the next street (which this 'only' lane is for) and pull over safely... pop the hood and get out. Officer gets out and I say, "Oh great thanks for helping me out, my car is stalling on me." Deputy Dawg has his hand on his piece and says, 'Get back in the car... I'm not in the mood to get shot at today." WTF??? Me in my DISNEYLAND SWEATSHIRT, looking so menacing... So of course I comply. Far be it from me to invite this guy to work out whatever issue he's having today, on me. However I did mention to him that I was "having a mechanical problem and that's why I didn't merge. Possibly he could assist me." He ignores this, blinks and... He has me give him my lic, reg and insurance card... and then goes back to his squad. For no joke, 13minutes. Maybe he was playing WOW or something back there or watching beastiality porn videos, I don't know. He comes back and says that he's going to sight me for an expired insurance card (happens that it expired YESTERDAY, and I didn't grab the new one off the desk). Mandatory court appearance. What? I say, "Well uhh, thank you for that. Did you not hear me that I said that I was having a mechanical issue?" He says, "Well if that was true, why did you roll through that merge lane, then blow the entrance to the only lane?" "Did you see that I had my hazards on, sir?" I asked. "Yes, I don't really care why you had your hazards on... have a nice day." And he leaves me, technically disabled on the side of the road! So here I am, court date for BS, loose IC hose (and lacking the 11mm wrench to fix it...) and Mr. Serve and Protect drives off! I had to limp the car to the dance studio, and then limp the car home, keeping the revs up so that it wouldn't stall out, SOB!!! Seriously tempted to write his supervisor a letter...