In front of the shopping center:

A police officer does not hurry to write in the booklet the number of the car parked in a place for disabled people: under the front glass there is no paper confirming that the car belongs to a disabled person.
Beyond the corner turns out a young and cute girl with two large bags, sees such a picture - and to him running. It is very shrinking.
I was at first standing away, smoking for myself, and immediately it became interesting - I approached, carelessly whispering and with such a look as if what is happening does not interest me very much and I am just walking by.
I could only hear the end of the conversation.

The Police:

- Citizen, do not forget to leave the disabled card in sight.
You were lucky this time.

The girl indignated:

What? what? How can you call me disabled? Well what, what
I crashed? I just broke my tail...

Well, and issued her a police penalty immediately on the already official form.
Although she tried to use the usual excuses in such cases: said, yes I for two minutes, yes I fast, etc.