I had a decision to make last year when I started this site, and it was a big one. How would I handle any bad experiences I have had living in Plainfield? Until now, I haven’t had very many reasons to even consider this option, but today I’m really worked up about something that happened.
The very first thing I learned about in marketing and sales was this:
If someone is happy with their experience with you, they might tell one, maybe two, other people. If someone is unsatisfied, they will tell every warm bodied human being within breathing distance about how horrible their experience was. And if you don’t believe me, think back to the last time you had bad a experience at a store, or suffered through bad service at a nice restaurant. I bet you worked the story of that experience into more places than you even realized at the time.
You are a walking advertisement of your experience in working with other people, and businesses because of your personal and interpersonal relationships with the world around you.
So, as you may have guessed, I had a not so great experience today. I got pulled over by a Joliet cop, Officer Lee Foster, while taking my oldest to the orthodontist at Advanced Family Dental this morning.
He said he clocked me at 47 in a 30 which is ridiculous because I take this trip 3 times a month for his appointments, and I’m fully aware of the speed limit there. The cops like to hang out on Theodore Rd. between Essington and Larkin to catch people in this 30 MPH speed trap. I’ve seen a squad car stopped for a violation EVERY single time we take the trip. I’d have been a fool to try to go above the posted speed here… I’m not an idiot.
Anyway, here’s how it all played out.
A car was riding behind me must have decided I was going to slow, and flew past me just about the time I noticed a cop car pretty far up in the distance. HA, I thought. Good, I hope that jerk gets a ticket! (Seriously… he was flying!) So I see the cop car pass me and do a major U-Turn in the middle of the road, and I’m thinking “yes… just when you wish there’s a cop around!!!”
I am fully expecting him to pull up behind the other car and speed past me, and to my surprise he pulls up behind me with his lights flashing! What?!
As he comes up to the window, I say with a lot of surprise in my voice, “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Did you, or did you not, just see that car fly past both of us?!”
Officer Lee Foster then proceeds to tell me that it was my car that he clocked and that there was no point to argue. He said that car flew past us after he had already gotten me on radar. Oh really? I guess I shouldn’t then point out that he has the only radar gun in the world capable of identifying the make, model and color of it’s target? Or the fact that aiming it at me in while in the opposing lane of traffic, while driving mind you, might decrease it’s accuracy? Or that driving while attempting to operate a bulky and awkward piece of equipment to me seemed to be a much greater danger to others on the road?
My oldest son said that when he saw the cop in the distance that he checked the speedometer because he’d seen his dad get pulled over before, and being the worry-wart that he is, he needs to know that kind of stuff about who’s breaking the rules and what the potential punishments are. He’d sell me out in a heartbeat if I really was speeding, and I’m always willing to take my lumps when it’s justified. I practice what I preach.
He said he knew I wasn’t speeding because he saw the needle at 30, and believe me… he watches. I don’t speed. I really and truly don’t. I’ve always got my kids in the car with me and it’s just not worth the risk. I’m not a risk taker, I’m all about the sure thing.
The thing that makes me angry about all of this was the fact that Officer Foster treated me like a criminal, and even worse that he let the person who was really breaking the law blatantly get away with it.
After he handed me the ticket he told me if I felt the ticket was unfair that I could dispute it in court, to which I said, “See you there.” and I rolled up my window.
I’m not very fond of Officer Foster of the Joliet Police Department right now. My experience with you has me so angry I decided to everyone I know about it! Maybe you had a bad morning or something before you left for work. Either way, I guess we’ll get hte chance to face-off again at the end of April! Unfortunately, I just made my car a target for every cop in Joliet. Oh well, I guess I’ll just leave it up to the court to decide.
I’m not sure how much the Joliet police department really cares about public opinion, it’s not like they are worried if you liked the omelets or anything, but it all comes down to accountability and the people that have positions of power. I guess today we both decided to use our power for evil.
There you go. My first angry post about living in Plainfield. Grrrr!!!
Julie Ferenzi | Realtor®
Living in Plainfield
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7821 W. Belmont Ave
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