Grandchildren On Red Alert

(This was a story my boss told, about one eventful car ride after picking up her grandson from school.)

Boss: *stops at a red light, and makes a legal right turn*

Grandson: “Grandma! That was a red light! A RED LIGHT! You’re supposed to stop. RED means STOP!”

Boss: “It’s called a ‘right on red’ and there was nobody coming.”

(Her grandson sees a police car parked by the road, and he rolls down the window and tries to hang out of the window waving and screaming.)

Grandson: “GRANDMA RAN A RED LIGHT! HEY! HEY, MISTER OFFICER, GRANDMA RAN A RED LIGHT!”

(Thankfully, there wasn’t anybody around and he didn’t fall out of the window!)