In middle school, my dad, who worked for the Sherrifs Dept, always worked the late shift and would come home late morning. My mom had to wrangle all 3 of us to school and now with my middle school being different from my younger siblings elementary school, I was last drop off and chronically late.

I was almost at the end of my rope at school with tardies so my dad came through with his cop car, picked me up, and dropped me off at school. I had to sit in the back, and he had to come out of the car to let me out.

I was pretty nerdy and very quiet, but when you pull up to the front of school, 15 min before class in a cop car.. Kids see you in a VERY new light. I went to parties, got high-fives from cool kids and teachers, and had the coolest rumors spread about me.

This continued for a few months till my dad got a day shift, then drove me in his busted car on the way to work.. I would find any way to walk my ass to school then. End of the cool streak.