Caught. Damn. Well. Not too bad, first time I've ever been pulled over. So I get out my license and insurance (no registration on the van yet) and wait, patiently. He comes up and asks the proverbial "Do you know why I pulled you over?" (I didn't think they really asked that stupid question) And I said "Yes, 'cause I blew through that intersection back there before I realized that the power was out." He berated me for not paying attention and told me to wait 'cause he was going to write the other two guys in front of me tickets first.
So I kill the engine, restart the Pooh Bear movie Ike was watching, and turn on the hazards. I wait. Ike falls asleep. First car gets ticket and drives off. I rock out to tunes on the radio. Ike starts to snore. Second car gets ticket and drives off. The Copcake (and yes he was pretty snarky looking) comes over to the window and says that because I was honest and was patient while he wrote out the other tickets he was willing to write me up for something other than the $385.00 and 2 point ticket for blowing through a non-operational light. I think "Oh fuck. 2 points? Crap! Driving school! Oh wait did he say something else?" "okay, how about I write you up a $86.00 ticket for not wearing your seatbelt instead?" (please note my seatbelt was on) "Works for me! Thank you for being nice to the pregnant lady officer!"
Some days it just pays to be honest and not attempt an impromtu service invoking the Bullshit Goddess. Not bad!