The Interview and the Trooper

THE INTERVIEW AND THE TROOPER I was on my way to apply for a job, My interview was for 2PM that day, I wasn’t dressed for the occasion yet, So I pulled onto the shoulder of the parkway. My suit was in the rear seat, So I had to move back there to change, This way I could look professional, For the meeting we had arranged. So I moved the passenger seat forward, In order to gain more leg room. I felt a little uneasy doing this, Since I usually get dressed in my bedroom. I barely slipped into my pants, But they were still down by the floor, When all of a sudden, there was a knock, knock, knock, On the window of the door. It was a New York State trooper, Who seemed to come out of nowhere, He asked me to roll down my window, But I was still just in my underwear. I could not lower the power window, Because the car was not on, I was hoping that the officer, Would not have to use his baton. So I opened up the door, He saw me sitting in my shorts, I was having several thoughts, Of making an appearance in the courts. I gave an explanation to the trooper, Why I was changing in the car, But I’m sure he thought this incident, Was still a little bizarre. He let me finish getting dressed, While he explained his point of view, So he let me go without a summons, And I arrived on time for my interview.