So I was actually pulled over a again a few months ago with the same situation.  I said the alphabet in Greek just to show him who the man is.  Piggy was NOT impressed.

Damn bastardly pigs. So my boy at work Adam turned 21 tonight. Of course I went out and celebrated a bit. I know when I've had too much to drink, and I wasn't there by quite a bit. Pulled over (headlight out). I passed all of officer piggies little tests. Said the alphabet faster than he could have. Blew a .057. Bastard couldn't write me a ticket, but still made me walk home it the freezing ass cold. Parked my car in a legal zone for me. I thanked him. Why do we do that? Why do we thank a pig for wasting our time and making us trudge over a mile through frozen ass tundra. We're THINKING "fuck you." But we say thank you. I should have said what I thought. I can afford the ticket. Screw that damn puerco. Next time maybe I'll muster up the stones to tell him how I really feel.

I've always been attracted to the girl. Tonight we went out and sang karaoke together. I knew she had been in a band before, but I hadn't heard her myself until tonight. I'm a decent singer. She was incredible. I felt drawn to her in a way that I haven't felt drawn to anybody in as long as I can remember. Do you know what I'm talking about? The pull of pure, unadulterated talent. It's irresistable. To try and fight it is futile. We had light contact all night. A knee to knee here, a hand on a leg there. Leaning in, leaning back, cat and mouse and around we go, the heat still rises and the beer still flows. Her boyfriend was out of town. If I would chase, she may have fallen. I still didn't pursue her. I wanted her to want me and me alone, not as a substitute for what isn't here right now. Call me a fool if you will. I won't play second man to anybody. Tomorrow at work I'll see her again, and we may go out and drink a few more. It will be like nothing ever happened. Damn my stubborn heart. Please, god, tell me that my patience will pay off in the long run.

So I've only been doing this for a few weeks, and it seems so totally pointless. Why am I online not meeting women when I do a perfectly good enough job not meeting women in the real world? I have so much to offer, but its like nobody sees it, here or anywhere else. I've got a million friends, and everybody seems to like me, thinks I'm funny, smart, etc. etc. but nobody is interested!

Sure, I'm picky. I deserve a good woman. But the few that I'm actually interested in seem incapable of recognizing me as a good man. I've been single for as long as I can remember. I had a girlfriend briefly two years ago, but haven't been really serious with anybody since just after high school. I've been patient, but it hasn't been accomplishing anything.

Understand: every material thing in life that I want will be mine someday. Thats a given. I have the tools to create a great existance for myself. Unfortunately, all I really care about is finding somebody to share it with! There are a million fish in the sea. Are they ALL carp?