This weekend just gone is generally considered to be the biggest weekend in the social calendar of our town.
This year, as part of the festivities, I set out to break my own personal record of how many times I could get breathtested in one weekend.
Last year on the same weekend it was three times. This year I was going for four. At least.
Initially I was hampered by the whole not having a car factor but I overcame that with the aid of a friend who was heading out of town.
Now the rules are that you must be going about your normal day to day activities, you can’t drive around looking for rbt stations. For example on Saturday I drove to the swimming pool, and home, then out to buy a vacuum cleaner, a quick stop at the video store, out to the west to buy some bath towels and restock on water supplies. In the evening I went out to the noodle place for some yummy fried rice. Sunday was church, home, church meeting, home, bible study, home (I know, I’m a nerdy, nerdy Christian)
Grand total number of times I was breathtested??
Zero.
I wouldn’t worry too much. I delivered to all the corners of our town on Saturday night and I didn’t get done once either. They weren’t even in the areas that they normaly set up.
By: Tristan on March 23, 2010
at 4:39 pm