Roadshow:The bra-and-panties carpool prank

Q I love the story about the guy with his blow-up companion who used it to cheat in the carpool lane. Well, here is one that my wife and my two sisters-in-laws came up with one night at a party. I don’t remember who came up with it, but it sure was a lot of fun.

We commuted on San Tomas Expressway back in the ’80s in my pickup with a camper on the back. They would ride in the camper. We wanted to have some fun, so every day I would call the CHP, and police in Santa Clara, Campbell and San Jose. I’d give them the time and cross street and tell them about the person in the camper with no passengers.

It took four days, but on the fourth day a Santa Clara officer stopped me and said I should not be in the commute lane. I said there were four of us. He said where are the others? I said in the back. Show me, he said.

So we went to the back and he was standing in front of the door when I opened it. He saw my three passengers in their panties and bras, and I took a photo. When he slammed the door hard, it broke the glass.

Caroll G.

Fremont

A Bras and panties! You are taking Roadshow into uncharted territory.

Q I just had to put in a new glass and it cost 25 bucks. I said I would not send his chief the pictures if he gave me 25 bucks. He did and said have a nice day.

I think he put the word out because I was never stopped again. The cop is retired but lives in Santa Clara.

Put this in the paper and let’s see if he steps up.

“Bet Not.”

Caroll G.

A Would you? That’s quite a prank you and your friends pulled off. But you get a triple Roadshow slap on the wrist. It’s illegal to make a false police report, and stopping on the shoulder poses risks for both you and the cop. We saw that again this week with the death of an 8-year-old girl on the shoulder of Highway 85. The shoulder is for emergencies, not pranks.

Q One day, I was running late and the Highway 87 to Highway 101 ramp was so backed up that I said “To hell with it” and jumped in the carpool lane. As soon as I merged onto 101, there was a motorcycle cop on his bike facing oncoming traffic. I thought: I am so busted!

In a state of panic, I did the first thing that came to mind: I started talking to my invisible kids in the back seat. I mean I went into full acting mode, telling the kids to stop fighting, turning my head sideways and making a few hand movements as if I were separating the two. The whole nine yards.

After we, oops, I mean, after I passed him at a safe enough distance, I saw the officer looking my way, as if he were trying to decide to go after me or trying to make sense of it all. After about five seconds (felt more like minutes at the time), he just turned his head and faced oncoming traffic again. Whew!

Stacey

A Whew indeed!

Q Carpool dummies are way better than dummies I see behind the wheel every day. At least carpool dummies aren’t texting while they drive.

Jim Bodwin

Cupertino

A True, I hope.

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