My most embarrassing moment

Last night I had a horribly embarrassing moment that I should probably keep to myself, but for some reason, am compelled to share.

I was driving home from a shoot with some other photographers. I was going down this small hill--about 45 mph which was the speed limit. My mind was thinking about the group I just left, what I was going to do today, and still mulling over incidents from the weekend--yeah, still thinking about them!

Anyway, I approach the bottom of the hill which is a light and the light is yellow. Now, normally I would just go right on through the light, but my eye spots a cop sitting at the other side of the light getting ready to turn in front of me. Now, a series of thoughts flashed through my head in an instant: 1. Bean just got a ticket for running a yellow/red light 2. I probably shouldn't run a yellow light in front of a cop in case it turns red while I'm under it--can't afford a ticket 3. I'm going fast enough to make it, but should I try?

So, what do I do? I slam on my brakes, screeching to a halt and the above picture is kinda what I looked like. There literally was smoke and a horrible smell of burning rubber. As soon as I "land", I look over at the cop and give him the a-okay sign with my fingers. He kinda smiles, waves and proceeds to turn. Meanwhile, all of the other people sitting at the light who got to witness my Jeff Gordon moves, begin to turn, look at me and laugh/smile/shake their heads, whatever. I'm sitting there mortified/laughing/cringing/shaking, any combination of these. The stupidity of what I did is still making me laugh today, thinking about what I must've looked like. Let's not even mention the fact that I never even looked in my rearview mirror to see if anyone was behind me and the disaster that would've resulted if there had been. <>

Anyhow, that was my night last night. I'm thinking in another 6 months I might have to have my license taken from me.